Volume 1, Chapter 23: How Did My Goddess End Up Like This?

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She would not give up on either the liver donor or the medicinal herbs; these two options were the only ways to save her father.

"Thank you for the seat, Your Highness." Yang Suguan sat down once more, leaned over to open a wooden chest, and brought out more account books, evidently ready to resume his work.

Chen Jing and Lin Yuliang were truly incensed, but with the chief manager already present, they could not vent their anger on the spot. They could only suppress it, shooting dark glares at Xiao Wen as they walked toward the shop.

Although, due to time constraints, the goal of connecting every village with concrete roads had yet to be fully realized—leaving a significant gap compared to the twenty-first century of her past life—the drastic transformation in transportation still left the common people wide-eyed with astonishment.

"Besides," they reasoned, "we are all people who have essentially died once already; what is there left to hold onto? If we could perish alongside an entire army of the Kuomintang Central Army, it would be of great service to the revolution in China, and our deaths would have meaning."

Those few dared not make a sound. They were led out of the room obediently by the big man’s subordinates, where they were naturally subjected to torture, their screams echoing as if they were being slaughtered.

Then, Huo Xiang smiled mysteriously, suddenly raising his right hand to his chest, splaying his fingers slightly, and gazing intently at his fingertips.

Landi could not predict the outcome; if Xuanyuan were to unleash the cycle of life and death, given that their cultivation levels were comparable, there could only be one result, yet Xuanyuan might not necessarily resort to it.

He remembered the Old Immortal saying that almost no one knew the Demon Venerable’s name, not even the Old Immortal himself. From the moment the Demon Venerable emerged into the world, she had ascended to the throne of the Demon Venerable. To everyone inside and outside the Demon Palace, as far back as she could remember, she had always been called the Demon Venerable.

It seemed Kryuchkov was no fool, yet the words he spoke next gave Zhou Chu a massive shock.

At this moment, the short cultivator and the cultivator surnamed He were already locked in battle, having exchanged dozens of blows. However, as their cultivation strengths were evenly matched, they fought for dozens of rounds only to remain at a stalemate, neither gaining the upper hand.

Then, with a low rumble, the door slowly opened to the side. Xiu Luojie gestured for Ye Feng to enter and stepped inside first.

"Shh!" Mu Zhihan stopped him. Liu Ruotong had reapplied her makeup, and with a graceful, alluring face, she swayed elegantly toward them.

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Hearing this, Li Hao was puzzled. "If you are Li Hao, then who am I?" He could not help but look at Wang Xiaomin, as if seeking an answer. Wang Xiaomin merely shrugged, appearing indifferent.

I turned back and looked at Shaman with detachment. The enchanting allure seen in the photographs had vanished, replaced by the frailty of someone who had suffered endless torment.

Upon hearing this, everyone simultaneously halted their hands. Even those who still had gold needles that had not been inserted had to return them to their jade boxes, then stood with their hands behind their backs.

Because he saw a mountain beneath his feet that was incredibly rich in spiritual energy, Ye Feng cautiously swept the entire mountain with his divine sense. He discovered there were no traces of other cultivators present.

With this rout, even the first mountain pass had been lost. Therefore, although the Wei army was in a difficult situation and Wagang Mountain was struggling due to the Zhou army's encirclement and blockade, Wang Bodang still felt a sense of underlying confidence.

Mu Zhihan’s heart hammered wildly. Apart from that one night when he had told her he loved her, he had never spoken a single tender word to her since. Now, she desperately told herself, "No, he is drunk, he is talking nonsense," yet her heart continued to race uncontrollably.

The hunting dogs they held were panting with their tongues lolling out, lying lazily on the ground while their masters fed them some dry rations.

Chen Prefecture had over a hundred counties. If each county averaged twenty-odd scholars, and each provincial examination admitted only one hundred people, then on average, only one person per county would attain the rank of *juren*.

Lin Feng had considered charging in more than once, but he had restrained himself. He had not yet secured Liu Ruyin’s forgiveness; rushing in would only make her angrier. For the sake of his future happiness, he had no choice but to endure this torment.

"Excuse me, brother, may I ask what the date is today?" Yuan Ying cupped his hands toward the bailiffs coming his way. He couldn't help it—he was used to asking the police. Since the other party were public officials, they should naturally serve the people.

The purpose of doing this was, of course, to successfully borrow the external power of the surrounding terrain. Therefore, the dragon energy within the natal lamp was essential; otherwise, the terrain would assume the Purple Gold Dragon had departed, causing it to lose its target, and the borrowed external power would have no point of focus.

"I heard some rumors that you were assassinated when you came to the Mo family to save me. Is that true?" Shangguan Qingxin asked.

After eating at least seven or eight pounds of wolf meat, Wu Feng felt much better. Although he was mentally very stimulated, he forced himself to sleep. Listening to the distant sounds of artillery, Wu Feng slept soundly until dawn.

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However, she could conclude that everything Diao Debiao had said just now was true, because she knew him very well. Consequently, she was now exceptionally curious about what would happen next.

Fortunately, he had taken the initiative to admit his mistake, and this young boss hadn't even criticized him, merely saying a few casual words. How could his mood not be excellent?

As soon as Hua Ye emerged, he was attacked by Morgana’s demonic claws, which nearly knocked his weapon away, though he managed to withstand the blow.

After Shi Ran finished dancing with her father, she looked for Song Sichen again, but could not find a trace of him.

These would all be counted against him. With so much accumulated sin, his desire to advance further in his martial path was nothing but a pipe dream.

However, such opportunities were far too rare. His father would never allow such activities.

Originally, Qin Yang thought that once he took down the malevolent ghost at Qianding University and received his reward, he could finish the job and return to Longhu Mountain. He had not expected that the matter was far from over.

Except for the day of my wedding, I had never seen all of his immediate relatives at once as I did at this moment.

In this circle, there were actually some people who would rather lead an ordinary life than be famous and prosperous.

Furthermore, all kinds of buildings had been renovated, and the entire commercial street looked clean and tidy, quite different in style from Yazhou City.

This team was now of one heart, determined to defend their lead in the league and go on to successfully defend the League Cup.