Chapter 37: The Pure and Innocent Female Streamer Is Everyone’s Darling (37)
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After leaving the main hall of the Palace of Established Splendor, Gu Qingming headed outside. He walked very slowly, and when he reached a deserted spot, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes and shot forward, gliding over rockeries and trees like a swift swallow before landing atop the roof of the side hall opposite the Buddhist chapel.
“You should understand by now. This is a terrifying force capable of rivaling the Twelve Sources. Even if we make it known to the world, nothing will change. All we can do now is wait,” the Six of Hearts said in a deep voice.
“Big Brother!” The lean man was startled. He had not expected him to be planning that. What if he went softhearted when the time came?
Hua Tiancheng’s right hand curled into a claw and seized for Li Yi’s throat. His five fingers were black as iron—this was none other than the high-grade human-level martial technique known as the Mighty Divine Claw.
“If anything happens to Brother He, you’ll regret it! As for that Liu Yi, I’m going to skin him alive right now!” Ling Xiang said, turning to leave.
It was not that he did not want to use long-distance teleportation. It was simply that these things were extraordinarily important and precious. Even on the Origin Continent, there were only five long-distance teleportation arrays, all controlled by the great sects.
Liang Jingyan said this with a smile. It sounded somewhat conceited, but Liu Fei heard another meaning beneath her words.
“No problem at all! Naturally, everything will be done according to the guild’s rules. Besides, who would complain about having fewer people to split the money with?” Sha Putong replied without the slightest hesitation. Then he gave his two companions a meaningful glance and tilted his head toward the door.
He casually scanned the room, then his eyes lit up. He had not expected the rarely seen Fatty Dahai to be here today, talking with Ye Shan about something.
Leng Yue turned around, thinking that Ito Mimiko had awakened, only to realize that it was merely a subconscious call from Ito Mimiko.
“Utau...” Yaya Yuki lowered her head, bracing her hands against her knees. She was still shaken by what had happened that time, but she was also striving to grow stronger.
For the entire day, Lin Fan had been explaining to the people in the workshop that Xu Zhihao had not beaten him to death and that the person standing before them was not a ghost, but him in the flesh. Yet that was not what troubled him most. What truly frustrated him was what Fang Yining had said at the start of work. It left Lin Fan with an inescapable sense of foreboding.
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Although the notice had gone out rather late, leaving many people from various cities unable to attend the opening ceremony or tour the venue, the other details had been handled exceptionally well.
Before beginning the precision cutting, Liu Jian suggested, “Should we make a test cut first and see how accurate it is?” He was now genuinely convinced of Lin Fan’s abilities.
Being able to work independently was a good thing. But watching Lin Fan take over the position while having no work to do himself left Liu Jian feeling somewhat guilty. After all, having no work meant receiving only the basic wage—seventy yuan a day—which, in a society where prices were soaring, was barely enough to scrape by.
“Oh, it’s been several years since I graduated from university. I’ve returned all my advanced mathematics knowledge to my professors. Just looking at these figures makes me nervous.”
The two of them turned as one and saw Ma Guocheng brandishing a whip. Cursing viciously, he lashed it across a slave, striking him until his skin split and his body streamed with blood.
Next came Bai Jiang’s strategy and strength. But after fighting two battles, Bai Jiang’s strength had also been greatly diminished, leaving him struggling immensely.
Fang Zichen enjoyed the blessings of having two beauties nestled against him, yet he could only explain the situation with an awkward smile.
Scarlet maple leaves drifted down from the sky. Moss poked its head out between the flagstones, nestling together with the thick layer of maple leaves covering the ground.
As Wu Baisui continued absorbing and releasing the power, he grew increasingly adept at wielding it—and increasingly formidable.
At these words, Wu Baisui’s spirits lifted. He instinctively steadied his mind, then immediately turned without hesitation toward the source of the voice.
“Zhanbo, do you and Wanyu plan to keep living in the Love Apartment, or are you going to move out?” Zhang Xiao asked.
But the absolute order had already been issued: one day? Wasn’t that deliberately making things impossible for them? Yet they had followed Song Beiyun all the way from Jinling. How could they not know Lord Song’s temperament? If he said he would send them back to the Academy of Mathematics, then he truly would. They could not bear to suffer that humiliation.
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The subordinate drew several heavy breaths, gradually calming himself before asking Carl about it.
Gu Hao placed the long sword on the ground, then formed hand seals and recited incantations. The sword merely trembled faintly a few times, provoking a wave of derisive murmurs from the audience below.
Daoding stood halfway up the mountain, watching the curtain fall on this carefully staged grand drama. In his fury, he let out this bitter exclamation.
The city covered a vast area and retained several pastures within its boundaries, dividing the urban district into multiple sections. The Great Zhou Royal Academy stood in the central district, less than a thousand meters from the imperial palace. The academy had a history of more than five thousand years, having been founded not long after the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The sensation left the emperor tingling all over. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. Within the pale-yellow gauze curtains, two figures entwined in an embrace of utter passion.
It seemed that nothing could stand in his way; in barely half a year, Zhou Zhou had earned more than ten million karma points. Yet even that rate was still too slow.
Feeling the heat there, Qiao Song’s face flushed crimson in an instant. He was far too sensitive to teasing. After only a few moments of rubbing, he was already pressing against her buttocks... She truly had no desire to discover any more about his temperature or endurance.
Brother Dong would never let Zhao Zixian and Yanhong leave so easily. What he wanted was money. He had no desire to see anyone injured. In his eyes, Zhao Zixian was a wealthy man, and keeping him was far more worthwhile than keeping Quan Su or Fatty Rong.
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