Chapter 60: A Betrothal Gift of Five Hundred

Su Li pulled Cheng Junguo aside to a secluded spot.

"Number Five, I've been pondering this over the past few days. The Qu family must be selling their daughter for money. What if our family offers a high bride price, complete with the 'three rounds and one sound'? Don't you think they might stop trying to sell her then?"

A thoughtful expression replaced the anxiety on Cheng Junguo's face as his mind began to whir.

Su Li did not rush him, leaving him to figure it out on his own.

"Mom! You're right! Why didn't I think of that?"

"Brother Su, it's me. Let's head back to the inn," Haochen said, then scooped up Haoying and vanished from the top of the city wall in a flash.

Consuming a fire fruit can instantly replenish depleted spiritual power within the body and elevate one's cultivation realm to the next level.

"Ninth Master, I'll have someone escort you back." She retrieved her garment from the matchmaker's hands and addressed the Ninth Masters.

"Xiu, you've had too much to drink. Let me force the alcohol out of your system for you right now," Meng Liangfan said, preparing to use his divine power to purge the liquor from her body. Ti Xiu tilted her head from side to side, studying his face, and then closed her eyes and gently kissed him.

Because of Liu Liyang's appearance, he had deliberately sent people to investigate Quan Xiaoxiao's background, and thus knew the relationship between Quan Xiaoxiao and Liu Liyang.

Recently, he had developed a new hobby: watching the exotic beast eat. For some reason, watching her eat made everything he ate seem appetizing, and his appetite improved as well. However, just like this exotic beast, he ate exclusively vegetarian food.

"What is it? Is my mouth not wiped clean?" She asked anxiously, feeling quite uncomfortable under his fixed gaze.

Upon seeing this, Tian Yunzi's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened, and he stared at everything unfolding before him with extreme gloom.

Mao Di was instantly horrified. He then retrieved another vibrant, dazzling flower and tossed it into the mix. Immediately, the flower withered rapidly and finally disintegrated into countless drifting motes of powder.

"Qingqing, I love you." Qin Muzhi kissed Mai Qingqing's lips once more, then spoke with deep affection.

To be honest, he had no idea why the chief had flown into such a rage. Having followed this man for so many years, he had never seen him deal such ruthless blows to his subordinates, let alone to himself.

"We have finally waited for the chance to emerge into the world once again! The worlds are in turmoil, plunging into the Immortal Realm to contend for supreme fortune—this is the grand tide of our era." Countless ancient figures across the realms leaped out from their coffins, their immense presences filling the universe as they schemed to storm the Immortal Realm.

"I want to know what kind of life you envision living once you reach the city..." Ma Daocheng found himself drifting onto a new topic.

Meanwhile, Jiang Shasha furrowed her delicate brows slightly. Taking advantage of the moment when the leading man in black lowered his guard, she swiftly seized his arm, snatched his pistol, and pressed the barrel against his head.

Right now, her period had arrived. If things were to accidentally spark a fire, there truly would be no way to handle it! The only one who would suffer then would be him.

An Yiqing had originally intended to make Ling Linglong humiliate herself, but she never expected Linglong to steal the spotlight instead. Pouting in anger, she grabbed her cup and took a large gulp of wine, only to end up choking on it.

Was this girl genuinely oblivious to jokes and taking things too seriously, or simply unable to bear hearing anyone speak ill of 520 Yun?

"What should we do then? If someone comes by and sees me like this, how could I ever show my face in public again?" Song Juanjuan voiced her worries in utter dismay.

Had he known this day would come, he would have slain Xiao Yu no matter what, because Xiao Yu's existence had already threatened the very survival of Asura Mountain.

"Tell me, is there really a supreme treasure of the immortal palace? I'm certain that rumor must be true; otherwise, why would this golden light keep flashing if not for a supreme treasure?" A cultivator stared fixedly ahead, not daring to blink even for a second, terrified of missing the birth of the treasure.

Prince Duan had no alternative but to sign the pugilistic world bill brought by the handsome man claiming to be Lan Wangji's older brother: agreeing to disburse thirty thousand great silver dollars to be listed under the estate's operational expenses. February 16, 345th Year of Dali.