Volume 1, Chapter 39: Condition Worsens

"Father, please don't be anxious; tell me slowly."

Upon hearing the next sentence, Su Qingrou felt the world turn black, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Oh no, Qingrou, what's wrong? Quick, call a doctor!"

Seeing this, the two women rushed over to surround her. Diyi Qingcheng supported Su Qingrou, while Ouyang Mingxue hurried to summon their family doctor.

The doctor examined Su Qingrou’s eyelids and reported to Ouyang Mingxue, "Miss, the patient is fine. She has simply fainted from excessive grief."

Hearing this, the two women finally felt relieved. Before long, Su Qingrou’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she regained consciousness. Seeing her wake up, the two women crowded around her, their expressions...

"The two of us may not be able to defeat the two of you, but what if everyone on the Inheritance Battlefield attacks at once?" Liu Chuanzhi replied with a detached expression.

When the combo points reached 200 again, Andy unleashed an attack burst skill. A blizzard instantly materialized in the surroundings, freezing all the monsters in place within a second, leaving them unable to move.

Xie Ban-gui, however, seemed entirely indifferent to his situation. He sat cross-legged on the ground, laughing as usual, and cast a disdainful, sidelong glance at the Suanni that was lunging toward him.

Upon hearing that his father-in-law had died outside Ciyun Nunnery and that the killer was likely targeting him, Ni Yuanlu suddenly looked up at Wang Zaijin, his expression one of sheer horror.

Suddenly, a murderous aura, like that of a furious beast, soared from beneath the cliff. Startled by this aura, Chen Qi had not even managed to pull up his pants before he saw a figure appear before him.

"Toppled?" Chen Yu and Zhu Qing exchanged a glance, a flash of surprise in their eyes. "What does it mean to be toppled?" Zhu Qing asked curiously.

Elder Shen immediately snatched a repeating crossbow from a disciple nearby and fired a volley toward the fire trough. Although the ten bolts were swift and fierce, they were half a step slower than the stream of fire; they chased the fire snake and embedded themselves into the wall one after another, failing to obstruct the flames in the slightest.

Qi Ming’s sequence of events—slaying Lu Ye, forcing back the Lu family’s Great Elder, and then retreating with Luo Caiyu—had all occurred in the blink of an eye, leaving everyone stunned.

Those who dressed in flashy clothes, carried bags with designer logos, and walked with their noses in the air on sky-high heels were considered relatively wealthy. They were also prideful; even if robbed, they would not speak up. As long as they remained silent, the thieves’ status on this street would remain unshaken, and they would always have profits to reap.

"Heh, if that’s the case, why haven’t the others come?" Chen Yu laughed out of extreme anger. She felt that getting angry at such scum only lowered her own standards.

Even among the defeated races, such as the Dustox, Sunflora, and Seedot tribes—anywhere Butterfree existed—Shuijie had opened massive taverns.

The gazes of several elderly professors shifted from the numerous antiques on the black wooden table to Chen San-ye, while those around them whispered in discussion.

Venusaur Cao Hong and Ivysaur Cao Zheng looked at each other, feeling compelled to stand up and head toward the stage.

The professor walked forward slowly, occasionally comparing the posture, temperament, and growth potential of several Caterpie.

It must be said that the pricing of the UNI1 was quite high; a single phone cost a month's salary in the mainland, so one had to think carefully before buying.

Business at their massive taverns was booming every night. The new fruit juices they introduced not only attracted the younger generation of Butterfree but also deeply captivated the older ones.

In a society ruled by men rather than laws, the rights and wrongs of a matter are unimportant; what matters is the attitude held by the power brokers.

Leading by example and ensuring that all administrative staff adhered to the lowest standard of catering was the greatest measure of fairness Cheng Xuanjia could achieve.

After tidying up, Chen Wei sat on the sofa with a tablet, reading the news. Yesterday, Hengtong Technology went public. As for the stock price performance, there was actually nothing strange about it; new A-share listings often hit the daily limit for over a dozen trading days before opening up.

Consort Li took a deep breath. She knew Nangong Tian should already be nearby, and her heart remained unsettled.

Seeing the three fellows run off, Dog Lord felt quite happy, thinking he had done another good deed. However, feeling a sudden urge to urinate, he went to the tire of a red BMW, lifted a hind leg, and relieved himself directly. Then, shaking his head, he ran off into the distance.

"Is His Majesty summoning this humble official to be a lobbyist for the Earl of Ping'an?" Xiang Mingxuan arched his sword-like brows, his face showing a hint of displeasure.

When he arrived at the jewelry counter of the shopping mall, he heard some arguing. Among the voices in the dispute were those of his own beautiful wives.

Jiang Yuxin nodded thoughtfully, indicating her agreement, but then added, "It’s been like this twice now; that shouldn't be, right?" Jiang Yuxin stood up and paced back and forth in the room, as if pondering something.

Hearing Ren Yingying say this, Xia Tian thought to himself, *Of course it’s different!* He had not expected Ren Yingying to curiously reach out and touch this "phone."

After all, few of the local townspeople knew them, but everyone knew the Qi family. Whenever taxes were collected, even if the county officials went out in person, their words were not as effective as a single sentence from the Qi family.

The smile on Chu Yanzhi's lips vanished instantly. He stared into Xiao Xiwei’s cold, waveless pupils, his brow gradually knitting together.

"Then, President, let's begin without delay," Han Bing said. To him, time was very precious.

Yet this time, while taking them on a secret mission, he had openly left her in the room. This was a strong signal; they must have believed that Tufa Ling was definitely the future mistress. At the thought of this, Duan Ye’s old face flushed slightly.

Lin Yi still stood quietly on the arena, his right palm having returned to normal. Feeling the power of the Demon-Subduing Palm for the first time, Lin Yi was filled with pleasant surprise.

"Thanks!" Ye Wanru leaned over to pick up a glass of wine. This single movement exposed her beautiful figure completely.

"Lord Chaos Demon King, we have received news! That Xiao Kuang is currently in the town you just slaughtered," Yang Li rushed into the Chaos Demon King’s room in a panic, shouting.

Moreover, the fact that Xiang Wentian said such things himself indicated that he had decided to face his feelings squarely and no longer escape reality out of fear.

Perhaps in the near future, once his cultivation reached a certain level where he could completely ignore the Heavenly Dao, he would dare to test the Dao with his own body and contend with the mysterious laws of the heavens.

He wanted to know Ye Tianchen's identity and background—why he could unleash such astonishing power while only at the Half-Step Emperor realm.

"Hey! Krillin, we’re already lost! What are you doing? Are you just waiting here to die?" Clark shouted in annoyance.

Only having just come out of seclusion, she was ignorant of external affairs. It was only now, hearing others recount the news, that she realized the changes in the top of the Heavenly Rankings that had occurred a few days ago.