Volume 1, Chapter 47: Big Liu: I Should Be Foraging by the Sea, Not Selling Instant Noodles

"Go grab a few bottles of water to sell. Doing business requires initiative, initiative, you understand?"

The underling hurried over. Before he even reached the spot, someone walked over from the seaside and shouted toward the vehicle, "President Qian, over here."

President Qian hopped down from the vehicle and waved at Ye Cheng, "Brother, I've arrived. Bring the stuff over."

"Alright, wait a moment."

To his surprise, they were looking for Ye Cheng. Da Liu walked out of the sundry shop with a curious look, and then saw Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu dragging three snake-skin bags with some difficulty, carrying two buckets as they walked over.

"A-Cheng, here to see you?" Da Liu asked.

"Yeah, here to collect seafood."

"Collect seafood?..."

As for Zhang Tao, he would only be able to enter the borderland interior after six days. This ample time was more than enough for Zhang Tao to gather his strength and refine the Frost-Devouring Cold Qi! Of course, people from other sects and families could also take this opportunity to rest and recuperate. This recent campaign against the Sanctuary had dealt them a devastating blow, and they truly needed a proper period of reorganization.

Seeing Ningxiang about to feed A-Li, Weiyang's face instantly turned pale with fright, her body trembling uncontrollably as she cried out involuntarily.

Over ten thousand human cultivators were filled with excitement at this moment, their intense passion driving them to slaughter this massive horde of elves and harvest their energy. In the few months spent in this southernmost region, they hadn't slaughtered nearly this many; these energy clusters were enough to sustain their own cultivation for several centuries.

Upon hearing what Chen Da said, Flying Tiger and the others felt a chill in their hearts, staring blankly into the distance. Among those trapped inside were their beloved partners and relatives. If neither Chen Fei nor his companion could find a way, rescuing these people would be an impossible task. Yet, they still looked toward Chen Fei and the other with hopeful gazes, wishing a method to break the formation would suddenly appear.

Luan Yuqiong also realized her own rashness. Even if he was her brother-in-law, she shouldn't have been that affectionate. She immediately released her grip on Leng Tian's arm, lowered her blushing face, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

In the very instant the building was about to collapse and overturn, three dark figures soared into the sky, shattering the walls and leaping into mid-air, defying gravity entirely as they stood suspended in the void.

In the end, the tall, thin man could no longer hold back. With a loud roar, he led more than twenty people to attack the nearly thirty people on this side. Instantly, spiritual power surged, the flash of blades and shadows of swords filled every corner, and leaping figures crisscrossed the sky and earth.

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Lin Feng practiced through the entire night, yet by dawn, he felt not a trace of sleepiness. Thus, he got up to prepare breakfast for Xia Xinyan.

Zhang Tao returned to his room to practice as usual, but suddenly a sound transmission echoed in his ears. Zhang Tao let out a cold smile, yet still left his room.

At this moment, outside the far northern lands, experts gathered from all corners of the continent. Their target was Leng Tian. Having bypassed the Battlefield of the Gods, they arrived at the periphery of these far northern lands, yet went no further into the depths.

Of course, given just a few days for Zhou Ning, coupled with her possession of the Great Emperor of Fengdu's natal underworld fire, conjuring up a key to the Ghost Gate Pass wouldn't be too difficult.

"How are you going to fix this? Do you think you're an immortal!" the master of the Eight Trigrams Sect glared angrily at Chu Yun, then sneered with utter contempt.

He had no other grand ambitions; following the new company commander's orders and whipping the Second Company into shape was his sole objective at the moment.

Profitable businesses had people fighting to run them, while losing ventures found no takers. When no one else was willing to step up, the government had no choice but to take the helm.

Wang Chao knew that Chen Feng was so certain about participating in this show because Lou Cheng had been in communication with Chen Feng.

Lin Mo had just gotten off work and was heading home when she unexpectedly ran into such a creature on the way, which scared her out of her wits.

"Benefactor Chu, what are you up to?" A chubby monk ambled over and asked Chu Yun.

Her initial campaign met with failure. Kuroda had just escaped a couple of days ago by utilizing a soul-summoning technique, hoping to devour the descendant of the Chinese people who had killed her years prior to nourish her ghostly body. Little did she expect that this Chinese descendant possessed a life-saving treasure, and caught off guard, she was severely wounded.

In Fang Xia's heart, she yearned to walk down the path of life with him. After all, they had known each other for years, understood each other deeply, and shared a mutual, profound love.

Yet usually, this inconspicuous Third Company commander, who could drop two machine gunners with two shots from under a hundred meters away, could already be considered remarkably exceptional.

Furthermore, when taking many military generals up the mountain, Song Jiang had employed despicable methods, such as with Lu Junyi. These matters were not suitable for Zhang San to handle personally, so Zhang San chose to let Song Jiang herd all the generals he desired up the mountain first, before swooping in to harvest the fruits of their labor. This way, he reaped all the benefits without bearing any of the infamy—this was precisely the kind of work Zhang San was willing to undertake.

Before Hao Yu could ponder further, Tian Ming, who had been howling at the sky, pounced toward him with a strange, eerie grin. As he drew closer, the oppressive feeling in Hao Yu's heart grew seemingly even more intense, to the point where he felt it difficult to breathe.

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Jumping up abruptly, Feng Yan suddenly spoke thus. With a tap of his toes, he soared into the sky. Behind him, Peng Tao and Li Lingling exchanged glances and closely followed.

Just like that, after resting and recovering, Hao Yu and his companions continued their search ahead. When they grew tired from searching, they would rest for a while, recover their strength, and push forward again. Two consecutive days passed in this manner, yet they still found not the slightest clue to an exit. They had nearly searched the entire mystic realm, save for a few untouched corners.

I had guessed that there must be something between Grandpa and Ji Liunian that was hidden from me; otherwise, how could Ji Liunian remain so utterly ruthless toward me?

Someone patted my shoulder. I turned my head to see Ji Liunian standing beside me, one hand tucked into his trouser pocket, impeccably tailored in a suit, radiating an extraordinary presence.

Without needing to think too deeply, Tian Ming deduced that Hao Yu must have entered the interior space of an ancient artifact here, which was why he couldn't track his whereabouts, and any residual teleportation aura had dissipated before his arrival. Thus, Tian Ming lost Hao Yu's trail entirely.

In truth, the might of the Ryukyu army stemmed from far more than just these factors. This was an army built step-by-step by Zhang San standing upon the shoulders of giants, let alone the elite core of such a formidable military force.

Lu Xi shrugged indifferently, shifting her gaze away from me and looking silently toward the bustling, traffic-filled streets.

Once he learned of this, Lian Yun reached an agreement with him, as Lian Yun himself was truly unclear about his own Yin-Yang Heavenly Steps.

One could say that under normal circumstances, any ordinary person would surely have Su Fang continuously participate in such dungeon instances, because the continuous triggering of the nine ghost children explosions yielded rewards almost rivaling Lian Yun's Heavenly Dragon Set. In other words, just from this Year-Beast dungeon alone, Su Fang could net Lian Yun roughly over twenty thousand superior treasure chests.

The first two rounds showed nothing out of the ordinary, but in the third round, the two fellow students each wore an enigmatic, cryptic smile as they locked eyes.

"Alright, now that we've truly survived, let's not dwell on those things!" With those words, he gently patted Su Luo on the shoulder.

Presently, because his avatar was left behind and matters weren't pressing, the two of them were able to travel together.

Moreover, there were only twelve foundation cities in the world, yet the cities of Huaxia numbered far more than twelve. For instance, Guangwang City was not a foundation city, so the factions stationed in Guangwang City would inevitably resort to ruthlessly squeezing the wealth of the defenseless commoners during times of hardship and crisis.

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