Volume 1, Chapter 45: How Can He Rest Assured

The value of the Natural Abode Restaurant was far beyond ten million yuan. The five-story self-owned property alone was worth no less than thirty million yuan, so Li Ning naturally chose to take the full equity of the Natural Abode.

The guard's face turned crimson, but his desire to survive still kept him lucid enough. Struggling for breath, he raised his right hand and pointed the way for the two of them.

"Well said, you've got guts. If you want to push the waves ahead onto the beach, you need to have some real substance. If you are overly greedy, the waves might just get wiped out altogether." Zhuge Longxing's eyes lit up with a playful smile as he sat down and gave Chen Langya a thumbs-up.

Using any means necessary is not practiced by despicable people alone; even a grandmaster of Yin-Yang arts cares nothing for such restraints. As long as the opponent can be crushed, everything is worthwhile.

Therefore, Dan Xunzi urged Tiansheng that it would be best to wait until he could enter the third layer of the Nine Heavens Pagoda—meaning when his cultivation reached the Divine Heavenly Stage—before going to the Netherworld. For now, he might as well cultivate in the first layer and truly experience the environment of the Netherworld.

The Nine-Layered Divine Armor had unexpectedly manifested on its own at this moment, which meant that something extremely dangerous was bound to happen.

Inside the Cui family's hall, the decoration was quite luxurious, surpassing even the home of a military commander. Cui Yingming rubbed two walnuts back and forth in his hands, making a creaking sound, his expression quite gloomy.

The Emperor still remained silent, looking her up and down as if weighing whether her words were true or false.

After much consideration, either something major had truly happened to the Emperor, or he had followed the Empress Dowager's imperial edict and given up.

Ten minutes later, the three of them happily took the elevator back to the studio. At this time, it was dinnertime for everyone. Members were returning to the studio one after another. After chatting about the state of the game, they logged back onto their accounts to level up, each busy with their own tasks and going their separate ways.

Without thinking much further, she tossed her entire mountaineering backpack straight to Lin Yiping, then grabbed the grilled fish and began to eat it eagerly and with great satisfaction.

The [Demon Dragon's Fierce Aura] and [Scorch] skills were both active abilities that reduced the opponent's stats and inflicted a continuous blood-draining status every second. As for [Demon Dragon's Protection], although it could only be used to fend off enemy attacks, at this critical juncture, drawing the opponent's attention was of the utmost importance.

An inferior bloodline paid them no heed and dared to challenge both of them simultaneously. If word of this got out, they would lose face beyond redemption.

When Lin Feng arrived earlier, he hadn't even reached the Semi-Immortal realm, yet now he was already a Saint. This Demonic Beast Forest was a turning point in Lin Feng's life; thanks to Yang Wuji's legacy, he had broken a dead-end situation. Why did Yang Wuji choose to bury his remains here back then? Could there be something special about this place?

Had Lu Ming not stopped him, he would have taken the Heavenly Emperor's physical body away from here earlier, and perhaps this scene would never have happened.

Pouting her lips, Ling Wan knew he said that because he both wanted to have several children with her and feared she would suffer.

Bonus attribute: Knockback Level 1—When attacking, there is a one-percent chance to trigger a forced knockback effect, which is effective against bosses.

After saying that, Xia Wanzhu felt her nerves were somewhat abnormal, actually talking to an animal.

Inside the Emperor's Tomb, the Yin Qi was far too dense, resembling a storm of Yin Qi that completely obstructed Lu Ming's line of sight.

As soon as her words fell, Xia Wanzhu and Chu Jinyu were both stunned. Exchanging glances, they instantly understood each other's intent.

Xiao Ran felt a sense of resistance. Roasted chives were very common in the north, along with chive-filled dumplings, steamed buns, and pan-fried dumplings, none of which Xiao Ran liked.

The initial setup of this team composition was built around Nightmare as the primary AD carry, while Orianna's Shockwave primarily served as a tool for combo crowd control and late-game insurance.

Judging by the gold patterns on his cuffs and collar, he should be a member of the highest leadership tier of the Empire's Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Aside from the rather shy SamD, the other three teammates were shouting excitedly, all talking over one another.

In fleet battles, once the distance between both sides closed to within ten thousand kilometers, carrier-based HCPs would be dispatched.

At the same time, Riven meticulously kept pulling the minion wave near the brush, repeatedly jumping in and out of the brush's vision so that Vayne could only land two basic attacks on him each wave, with a portion of the damage even absorbed by Riven's E-skill shield.

Within the canvas, there was no body, no magic energy, no heartbeat, and one didn't even know whether they were still alive; all that remained was consciousness.

The Prince consort was experiencing the same thing now. Just as she was resenting fate for treating her unfairly, a figure approached.

"My lords, regardless of what our relationship was in the past, from now on, we are one family." Lord Jufeng raised a cup of wine and stood up, inviting everyone to drink together.

Wang Wei had already walked up to the eight fallen and immobile demon statues, squinting as he looked at them, while the statues happened to be gazing right back at him.

These people were hiding extremely well, lingering three to four kilometers away from the battlefield of the two king-grade fierce beasts. They watched from afar, seemingly waiting for the two king-grade fierce beasts to both suffer heavy losses so they could swarm in and snatch the yellow ink-mystic stone not far away.

"Have you ever thought about giving up on me?" Just as Ji Junzhuo was about to leave, Ji Min suddenly asked.

Given the toughness of Ruan Meiji's character, it was not surprising that she could meticulously plan this poisoning without leaving a single flaw.

The enchanting figure on the snow suddenly stiffened, her movements halting. Yang Qian snapped out of it as well, looking over to see a cool, elegant man in fluttering white clothes sitting gracefully under the corridor. With features like cold jade and a voice like chiming stones, who else could it be but the Grand Preceptor?

After the imperial court moved south, it established its capital in Lin'an Prefecture. Qiantang County and Renhe County were administered from the same city, both serving as the premier counties of Lin'an Prefecture. The scope of the missing children involved both Qiantang and Renhe counties, meaning the culprit was wreaking havoc across the entire Lin'an Prefecture.

By then, he wouldn't even care about forces like Glamoth. But with fewer than three hundred men under his command right now—half of whom were fence-sitters who had just joined—Baling could only win and could not afford to lose.

"Gaoxiang, escort the Empress out for Her Majesty." Having achieved her wish and using both kindness and severity, the Empress Dowager finally broke into a satisfied smile.

When Han Long saw that ray of light, his pupils could not help but suddenly contract. This damned fellow, lacking a physical body, was still able to unleash such a powerful primordial spirit attack. Even he could not help but find his eyes brightening; the leader back then was indeed right, their clan's primordial spirit cultivation arts truly possessed unique strengths.

Rather, it was because over these three months, Qiguang had continuously molted and grown until he believed he was ready to strip everything away from Ye Qiu.