Chapter 89

The casting director fumbled with his phone in confusion. Just moments ago, they were still sitting at third place on the popularity chart, and the momentum was climbing steadily. He glanced anxiously at Ruan Qiu, truly at a loss as to what to do at this point.

Shen Ruyi slept inside the house with the children, while Jiusheng knelt in the courtyard, like a snow sculpture amid the relentless falling snow. Eventually, Zhaocai and Jinbao couldn’t bear to watch any longer; they knocked Jiusheng unconscious before bringing him inside.

As for who among the procurement team was killed and eaten by zombies, Lu Yang considered it their inevitable fate.

If what Li Yu said was true, then Gu Yan’s body might indeed have some problems.

After some thought, Shen Ruyi believed that her cousin, the prince’s uncle, and her father were no fools. Those men in black brazenly storming into the government office were clearly after the treasure.

Shen Ruyi smiled faintly, “Good! My cousin and second brother are back; it’s the perfect chance for you two to talk. I’ll go help Wanqian catch the rabbits.”

While cooking noodles, she always felt as if someone was watching her, but whenever she turned around, there was nothing there. Perhaps she was just too sensitive.

“Grandfather,” Shen Qijue interrupted Gu Yan’s words, looking at him with eyes full of gratitude, her heart heavy with emotion.

Even with ambition and ruthless means, among the princes, there was no way to truly stand out.

Ling Guoliang led the way on horseback, Wu Yanyu linked arms with Han Chunxiu close behind, while Ling Zhiyuan and He Qianru carried gifts at the rear.

When the Four Great Kings of the Underworld divided the nether realm, they needed to conserve some strength to guard against infighting. Now unified, their forces were multiplied many times over, far beyond what he could withstand.

“What must come will come; today, I’ve merely hastened their fate’s unfolding.” After the two left quietly, Shennong slowly opened his eyes and said.

Suddenly, the blood moon unleashed a more eerie crimson glow. A waterfall of blood-red light cascaded down, causing the formation barrier of Demon King City to shudder violently, cracks spreading densely across it.

“Alright then, nothing more to discuss. I’ll head back first and wait for my uncle to leave with me.” A celestial being would indeed bring along Yifan’s father.

I had always felt there was something familiar about Liu’er; only today did I see her eyes resemble the empress’s so closely, as if the empress were watching me.

Lu Qing’er licked her dry lips. She had not expected that when she met Gu Xueqiao again, they would be on opposing sides.

Around them, Wu Yang and the other five Taoist demons appeared, surrounding the old man in the center.

Jiang Suxi hated him with a passion; she would rather die than return to his side.

Lu Qing’er and Qu Huashang had no choice but to carry her to Chu Yingxuan’s bed so she could rest properly.

Upon hearing the man in the tree speak, the four below raised no objections, as if they had long expected such an answer.

Li Shiqi was originally at the early sixth stage of Martial Dao Spiritual Body. After bathing in the golden light formed by the dragon’s aura, though not as dramatically as Tang Xinyi’s ascension, her realm still rose by two significant levels.

The man on the left wore a faded military uniform, his face weathered. A long scar ran from his right temple to his ear, giving him a terrifying look. Yet his eyes were resolute and spirited, inspiring a sense of security.

I still remember when leaving, Yang Nianzhen left a parting line for Su Nan: “When will longing meet, ghost child of the Red Mansion awaits your arrival.”

“As you command, Master Controller.” Yang Jian’s tiger-like eyes swept across, instantly shattering the mental defenses of the struggling warrior.

Ye Chun prepared detailed data for the control room; the timing of each anomaly was recorded to the exact second.

The video paused, the technical specifications clearly visible. Initially, Ye Chun thought Intel’s new product might threaten the company’s offerings, but upon seeing the true specs, he was disappointed. He had hoped it would put pressure on the company.

A mere second or third stage of the Void Realm was like an ant to him—no match at all.

He devoured three roast ducks in one sitting, finally full. Only when one is well-fed can the spirit be strong and the strength to accomplish other tasks be summoned.

The mountain before him was not as towering as Beichen Peak but still soared into the clouds. A cyan streak of light traced a long arc, flying upward along the cliff face.

An elder from Haotian Sect declared that due to today’s events, Tang Hao was expelled from the sect. However, no action was to be taken against Tang Hao today. Should the Martial Soul Hall later place a bounty on Tang Hao, Haotian Sect would have no involvement.

If she were truly driven out, would Demacia not send people to capture her? Even if not, wouldn’t the councilors of Picheng be required to apprehend and return her?

Chen Jingmin’s previously sour mood vanished the moment she saw Chen Xuan.

The young man’s voice was gentle and melodious, perfectly matching his graceful and handsome appearance, like a rich, mellow wine intoxicating those who listened.

Ma Teng agreed to all of Chen Xuan’s proposed cooperation terms, so agreeable it was almost unbelievable.

Three peak-stage Dharma Manifestation experts were dispatched to the Tianyan Dynasty. Once confirming there was no Heavenly Sovereign level presence within, it would be the moment their two factions would annihilate the dynasty.

“Good, then keep it up. If you need any help, just call on me—I’m always ready,” Zhang Wanjun said with a smile.