Chapter 31: It Is a Notification

The figure of eighteen yuan stuck in the fourth brother's throat, leaving him breathless; he only earned thirteen yuan a month. The mere thought of earning eighteen yuan in a single day—wasn't that outright speculation and profiteering? He was counting on a permanent staff position this year; if anyone found out his own mother was a profiteer, his promotion would be as good as dead!

"Mom, no matter how much money it is, this cannot be done! You absolutely cannot do this work!"

"Why can't I? Fourth Brother, I think all that schooling has addled your brain. Why wouldn't you earn money when there's an opportunity?"

On the high mountains stood palaces like emeralds, forests of ornamental columns rising amidst them. The air rang incessantly with clear, melodic tones, and rare flowers and exotic grasses bloomed in frantic competition. Disciples riding rays of sword light or escaping light flew to and fro. The mountains stretched for hundreds of miles, shimmering constantly with auspicious rays and radiant clouds.

The only thing Su Mo could not understand was why she would do such a thing. The pros and cons were both quite obvious... Moreover, Su Mo suspected that Yin Linlang's strange behavior today was also influenced by Su Lishi.

When the lights on stage dimmed, the staff had already moved in a set of chairs, transforming the stage into the likeness of a bar. Shen Yuan waved at the fans, then turned and walked toward Lu Jue and the others, who had been waiting for her exactly where they were.

Some treacherous, malevolent-tainted places were also restored by the Daoist Du'e, who laid out vitality-nurturing formations. Du'e referred to the vitality formations he designed as "Natural Formations," all based on ecological knowledge from his previous life and his insights into the Heavenly Dao in this life, intended to strengthen the power of heaven and earth and restore vitality.

Several days later, Du'e proposed a reform plan for the Xuanhua Demon Army to the Demon Sage Chitie, which significantly bolstered the combat strength of the Xuanhua Demon Army on the Heavenly River.

Therefore, he resolved that after the spring examinations, he would certainly strengthen his physique. This decision, however, served him for a lifetime; in the many years to come, it helped him withstand crisis after crisis.

Yu Ming seemed to sense Wu Lin's gaze and turned to sweep a glance at her. It was as detached and distant as his usual look, yet Wu Lin felt a chill, as if pricked by a needle; she instantly lowered her head.

Miao Shiqi was puzzled. She had tried so hard to act cute and submissive—was his heart made of stone?

"The disciples bowed respectfully. Whether they were chore-performing disciples, inner or outer sect disciples, or personal disciples, they were all his Great Emperor disciples."

"Perhaps the Sword Alliance feels that they still have use for us in this battle," Jiewu said coldly. He then looked toward the outside of the great hall, and before long, he saw Sword One arriving, dusty and travel-worn.

"Of course it's not enough!" Lin Shengjie turned to open the box, took out the music box, and placed it on his desk, intending to study the melody when he had time. He then took out the poster and tucked it under his drawer.

Ji Siyuan was a natural martial arts genius. Coupled with diligent practice since childhood and surrounded by famous teachers, he was a top-tier master in the martial arts world. At this moment, neither shocked nor flustered, he pulled Xuanji to his side and drew his sword to meet the challenge.

"There is nothing else of note! The funniest thing your servant heard was what came out of Noble Consort Gu's palace." Meizi lowered her voice as she said this.

"It's not that I don't understand, it's just that I feel..." Tianlang did not know how to put it. Although he knew he could not voice his current concerns, if not for those worries, he would have agreed long ago. But how was he to explain now?

Hongyi coughed lightly, and Chu Yibai suddenly realized: "Come, let us taste this wine." Chu Yibai was not afraid that Wei Ming would poison it; according to his subordinates' reports, those people were at a critical juncture and were the last ones who wanted to attract the attention of the imperial court.

Yun Ge gave a dry laugh and said, "It's windy here; let's go back to the hall for tea and snacks and have a rest." Yue Yi nodded silently.

Both Wei Ming and Editor Qian knew the details of Gui Qi's situation and certainly did not believe that he was living such a carefree life at home; they were merely humoring him with polite words. Editor Qian was too embarrassed to hurt Gui Qi's pride, while Wei Ming's remark carried a hint of mockery.