Volume One, Chapter 149: We Have It

Chu You’s smile remained undimmed. With flushed cheeks, she couldn't help but steal glances upward. "In that case, I’ll come by every day to keep you company, Auntie, and help look after Brother Qin a little more."

"Are you really not coming along? Garrett, I feel like we still have so much to talk about." Ivanka spoke to Xiao Zhu in a deliberately coquettish tone; under such circumstances, few men could remain unmoved by her.

Thinking of the soothing comfort of the hot spring—a truly wonderful sensation—everyone strode forward with firm determination toward the baths.

She didn't notice the expression on the waiter's face as she walked straight in. As the door closed behind her, it felt as though she had entered an entirely different world.

Li Yi looked at Lu Bu, speechless, though he still replied, "It’s nothing. I just feel that the Way of Peace is not as simple as it seems. If it continues to develop this way, I fear that in the future..." Li Yi shook his head, leaving his thought unfinished; some things were simply too difficult to put into words.

Zhuge Ling glanced back at Zhou Yuqing and nodded. "Alright! I believe in you! Good luck!" With that, she ran over, took Zhou Yuqing’s hand, and pulled her off into the distance.

If it were only at the Dao Integration stage, the power of the array would have been sufficient to hold off even a cultivator of that level. But now that the power had surged to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, the array was rendered utterly ineffective.

As the master of Shangu and Tianlan, and one of the few remaining high-ranking members of the White Bone Sect, Meng Changtao’s cultivation was undoubtedly profound. With the core of the array resting in his hands, it was naturally very secure.

As for those alchemists who lacked unique spirit fires, they had entered the formal competition primarily through their exquisite techniques; their presence alone served as proof of their mastery over alchemical control.

However, this time the leader of the Dima rebels was a Sinike, which made the Sinikes—originally allies to the Sifilis—no longer reliable. Knowing they would not face the same purges as in the previous two wars, they naturally would not support the Sifilis with the same desperate fervor as before.

Shen Qiushan was taken aback, then nodded. This number exceeded his expectations; after all, the betting platform had no obligation to act this way, and typically, revenue sharing for short films was not settled until a month later.

The words sounded perfectly reasonable on the surface, yet they left one feeling stifled and resentful.

After all, Zhao Shiling possessed a long-range martial soul, while Yang Ling’s was melee-focused. Therefore, it was necessary for Yang Ling to draw the aggro while Zhao Shiling seized the opportunity to ambush the White-Browed Monkey.

Reading further, it became clear that life in the village was not always smooth sailing. It started with basic issues like food and clothing, but as generations passed, many families became distantly related by blood. With everyone collectively adopting the surname "Yan," it became impossible to tell who shared a lineage and who did not.

To the left of the moat bridge stood a cinema, and beneath it lay an underground research facility.

As for why he told Yu Fei, it was because he needed Yu Fei to help him call his parents and claim he was staying over to study, needing to return home late so he could focus on collecting Glory Points in peace.

It was the White Tiger again. Yujia was embarrassed now. This was uncalled for; why were they competing without end?

At her words, Zhou Yunxi blinked innocently, picked up a honey peach from the bag, and continued eating, looking for all the world like someone watching a play.

Moreover, this sudden outburst instantly drew the eyes of every student in Yang Ling’s class toward him.