Volume 1, Chapter 42: Fairy

The villa features a swimming pool, a garden, and lush woods surrounding the architecture both front and rear. Viewed from more than twenty years later, this property would be worth at least one billion Hong Kong dollars.

Later on, the people of Hong Kong resumed eating chicken. Consequently, corn, used as chicken feed, finally found a market again. Wang Shi’s adventurous gamble not only avoided any loss but instead yielded a profit of several million.

Compared to the enemy's aircraft carriers, these Japanese "flying coffins" were truly negligible targets.

Zong Mizhi personally directed the campaign, attacking the Shiqiao Pass defended by the garrison forces. Had it not been for Long Ying's brilliant maneuver of transforming "land-based caltrops" into "river-blocking obstacles," even with catapults and crossbow engines, they likely would not have lasted a single morning before the position fell to the overwhelmingly superior enemy forces. Fortunately, the capture of Zhang Lu deprived the enemy of their master siege strategist.

Xu Shuzheng accepted the gifts, offered a few words of pacification, and dismissed the visitors. He then instructed the telecommunications department to wire a telegram to Yanjing detailing the entire sequence of events. In reality, Fang Jianxiong had already learned of the operation's progress through other channels in Yanjing.

"Han, you actually dare to show your face here?" Murong Yanchao remained quiet for a moment, struggling to contain his rage. Had this not been the Hall of Government Affairs, he would have torn Han Yi to pieces and devoured him alive.

The personnel guarding the President were naturally far from ordinary. Being extraordinary, they certainly had ways to broadcast the live scene directly to that supreme master residing in the White House.

"Where did you borrow this car?" Although the young master of the Du family put it that way, he knew very well in his heart that most likely his attempt to probe the bottom line would end in failure.

Chu Tianshu had originally intended to ask for his help, yet he himself had ended up uttering so many unfavorable remarks regarding Yi Haitao. Chu Tianshu must be in an absolute state of turmoil; doing this was tantamount to pouring oil on fire.

In fact, even if one were to set aside the heaven-defying existence of Baolong Films, other companies in Hong Kong had also made tremendous progress.

At this moment, clouds were churning in the sky above, with boundless dark clouds continuously gathering to condense into a mushroom-shaped, blood-red cloud right over the sacrificial altar. Immediately thereafter, a torrential rain of blood began to pour down relentlessly.

As Xun Yi flew several hundred miles in the direction of Hidden Dragon Lake, an unseeing, reckless fiendish bird swooped toward him from the front. Channeling all his cultivation base alongside his pent-up frustration, he unleashed a single punch. The fiendish bird, still dozens of paces away, was blasted by the spiritual force into a cluster of red mist, and even its newly formed inner core was pulverized into dust.

She only now noticed that the flying magical treasure wielded by Cen Miaoxian was a brilliantly golden hair ornament.

Protected by the Primordial Energy, Li Bin could safely and soundly navigate the bone-chilling waters of the Cold Water Pool. Following the rough coordinates of the tunnel at the bottom of the pool etched in his mind, Li Bin forged ahead with all his might.

After an initial panic, Ziyun Ye had already leapt to his feet, yet his gaze remained filled with terror as he looked at the thin mirror.

Wealth cannot be perpetually preserved; the greatest legacy to leave children is not money or material possessions, but a better education.

"Yihong, whatever they say is their own business; the Bai clan regards all of you as family," Bai Lu said with a solemn expression.

Liao Ran was filled with righteous indignation. Raising his staff with a loud roar, he executed a "Sweeping Across the Thousand Armies" strike, instantly shattering the front legs of Zhang Zhifang's mount. Zhang Zhifang hurriedly tightened the reins, leaped down from the horse's back, and engaged Liao Ran in combat.

Seeing that Zhou Yuanzhi and Xu Zhi still held deep affection for one another and remained inseparable despite all their trials and tribulations, Huang He, Qiuyue, and the guards were genuinely happy for them. Only Yelu Chun drank his sorrows in silence, uttering not a single word.

Lin Hui knew that the youth before him was not someone easily reasoned with, especially since the matter concerned the elder sister he cared for the most.

Nuoya’s expression was extremely grim. As expected, a sixth-layer vacuum-breaking strike was insufficient to inflict a fatal wound upon him. However, the backlash brought about by increasing his prime force was something Nuoya was uncertain he could endure.

The top-tier combat strength of the inner city aristocratic clans consisted of Xuan-seal practitioners, and never just one. Every year, disciples were sent to the Blue Bag Sect, and once admitted to the Blue Bag Sect, very few failed to break through to the Xuan-seal realm.

Yingchun’s culinary skills were naturally exceptional, and Li Luolu loved them dearly, especially lately as she had grown close to Jiang Lishu, introducing many modern foods into this era.

As a result, the inner city noble families would all look upon you with high regard, granting you the respect you deserved and refraining from bullying you casually.

Qingqing inspected the creature in shock and was subsequently horrified, because the Rayquaza of this world turned out to be a mere Caterpie, cultivated to level one hundred while holding an Everstone. Naturally, it also possessed a long string of auxiliary skills, along with extra food requirements.

Along the path, massive treants lowered their gazes. Once upon a time, they had been refugees under the protection of the Chen family; now, the roles were reversed, and they protected the Chen family from the impacts of chaos.

Entering the mortal world—who could truly fathom what Daoist Master Yunhai meant by entering the mortal world? Li Luolu had pondered it carefully upon returning; in any case, it meant forming connections with people.

Wang Xue, as if acting out of spite, pressed her foot down hard on the accelerator until it hit the floor. Fortunately, there were no vehicles along the way; otherwise, a severe traffic accident would have been inevitable.

The Pokémon Center had long been prepared. Upon her arrival, Zurrok was wheeled straight into emergency care. Unfazed, Qingqing opened a food delivery app for nearby supermarkets and began ordering directly—ham, roast chicken, fried chicken cutlets—ordering until her heart was content, with instructions to have it delivered right to the entrance of the Pokémon Center.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect these sunglasses to suit you so well. I thought a monk wearing sunglasses would look incongruous, but on you, they look wonderful—truly wonderful! Heh-heh," Jing Yan said with a smile.

Fearing that Shen Niangniang might starve to death, the black fox spirit forcibly imparted a wisp of genuine vital energy to her before leaving, which could sustain her without food or drink for a month.

"'Rub'… well, there's no need for that, just sitting down for a moment is fine. I haven't had the chance to look around the senior's home yet," Itachi paused for a moment before offering a smile. Had anyone from the Anbu seen Itachi looking like this, they surely wouldn't have believed their eyes—when had he ever smiled this many times?

The Nascent Soul had left the body. Unless it was intentionally projected, this meant the physical body and the soul had severed all connection; the person was already dead.