Volume 1, Chapter 57: Reform and Transformation

Zhang Yan was still engaged in an elaborate discussion with Chu Yi about performance appraisals and the bottom-ranking elimination system when Shen Qiuxue came and took him away.

Fortunately, Chu Yi had already grasped the core concepts of the performance appraisal and the bottom-ranking elimination system, and intended to implement them within the Pinwei Pavilion.

Finally, unable to bear the agonizing suspense akin to awaiting execution at any second, some began to flee in all directions. Even the mecha and combat starships hovering in the sky wavered unsteadily, as if hesitating whether to stay or go.

Xin'er nodded with a half-understanding look, and upon seeing Zihan holding that bowl of radish soup, she immediately began to feel a deep sense of pity for Long Yuling.

She took a deep breath, though she refrained from swallowing it all at once. Otherwise, no matter how prepared she might have been, she would have been horribly choked.

Inside an Inn of Welcoming Guests in Daizhou, the group gathered around the map drawn by Hua Qianqian to study it. Hua Qianqian explained the details to them meticulously.

The members of the Imperial Dragon Hall were struck by another wave of astonishment. Having shared some past acquaintanceship with White Ghost's master, they were undoubtedly aware of the Three-Tailed Fox Demon. At that moment, terror was etched across every single one of their faces, leaving no room for anger whatsoever.

Ouyang Luo gazed affectionately at the youth in his arms and smiled. How wonderful it was; from this moment onward, his life was finally complete.

Yet now, she had broken her promise—she had actually fallen pregnant once again. Overcome with dread, she eventually confided the entire matter to Laidorf.

Since she could speak to him in such a manner, it indicated that she had already recognized his identity, though she still lacked the absolute certainty to confirm it.

Furthermore, this commander of the Demon Ape Mercenary Corps was currently flanked by two eighth-rank powerhouses, leaving him entirely devoid of worry. In his mind, eighth-rank experts were invincible; as long as they were by his side, victory was assured.

Mo Yan resolutely opposed Qin Tian's proposal. To him, every single member of the corps was family, a principle that applied equally to Qin Tian, who had just recently joined. Moreover, among everyone here, he and Qin Tian shared the closest and most congenial bond.

He brushed his still-smoking shoulder and channeled a trace of internal energy. The skin that had just been corroded and was beginning to swell and turn red instantly returned to normal.

Chen Jin, who had been listening with rapt attention, produced a recording ring. Lacking the legendary gift of a photographic memory, he had no choice but to resort to high-tech methods.

"Here is the thing, brother-in-law. Didn't I mention to you last time that I wanted to start an entertainment company? I've actually found a wonderful opportunity right now, I just need a lot of money!" Chu Tian said, keeping his eyes fixed on the entrance of the villa to prevent Chu Yan from coming out, while revealing the true purpose of his visit to Yun Hao.

With his discerning eyes, he instantly saw through Taixuan's cultivation and spiritual attainment, realizing that the other party had already weathered three heavenly tribulations and had faintly refined a strand of celestial light within his body, knowing that it would not be long before he ascended. That was precisely why he uttered those words just then.

The Qianlong Emperor instantly comprehended the gravity of the situation and hurriedly ordered his men to cover the soil back up, while also constructing a large temple on Longevity Mountain to suppress the restless ghosts.

Perhaps that was the ultimate destination left for it now! Although the backlash avatar was filled with reluctance, there was truly no other way out. It had no choice but to face such a grim reality, with death shadowing its every step like an inseparable companion.

After a fierce and grueling stalemate, Xu Qing finally surrendered completely to my stern authority.

The principle of the matter was simple: the capable held the right to speak in this apocalyptic era. With just a hundred gifted individuals, one could undoubtedly establish a rather decent sanctuary.

After racking his brain for a long time to no avail, Su Chen simply gave up on pondering it further. With a little over a day remaining before the team competition commenced, he decided to dedicate it to another day of cultivation.

Yet a burst of rage carried the weight of a thousand jun, and where could he possibly match Cao Cao's strength now? Before he could even block a few blows, he felt the imminent arrival of a mortal crisis.