Volume 1, Chapter 29: That Wretched Girl Wants to Become the Jiang Family's Creditor

Jiang Yu ignored the Jiang family.

She quietly withdrew her hand, bypassed them, and walked straight up to the burly man leading the debt collectors.

From her schoolbag, she took out a stack of paper and a pen.

"The debt you are here for is owed by Jiang Baoguo—five hundred yuan, is that right?" she asked.

The man, suppressed by the imposing aura of the guards behind her, did not dare to look up and could only nod repeatedly.

"Very well." Jiang Yu handed him a sheet of paper. "This is an IOU. Today, I, Jiang Yu, will pay him back in my own name."

Jiang Baoguo let out a smug, cold snort. Someone who had once given them her heart and soul—how could she possibly change her mind just because she went to the Huo family?

The Invincible Sect’s battle formation surpassed the five major powers in both momentum and fighting spirit.

After an unknown amount of time, when Chu Linfeng felt that the demonic energy had been completely purged, he performed a teleportation once more. This time, the black demonic energy did not cling to him but remained far away in the void of the spatial black hole.

Watching the blood flowing down the mountain path and seeing the severed limbs being tossed toward the cliff edge by the Caucasian giants as if they were trash, the dwarves—who had never believed anyone on the continent to be braver or more adept at battle than themselves—were rendered completely speechless.

"Correct. Fifteen years ago, I had you go and protect him; in truth, I was entrusted by another. He is a crucial figure in the War of Investiture; without him, this celestial game of chess cannot unfold," the Tathagata said with a smile.

As for the attack power of large-scale flight artifacts, it is equivalent to a strike from a mid-stage Life-and-Death Realm expert.

"If you are truly willing to swear a soul oath, then regarding today's battle, regardless of victory, defeat, life, or death, you and I shall bear no hatred," Shen Fan said earnestly.

Unmarried men could visit others' homes early in the morning, but those who were married had to wait until after ten-thirty, otherwise, the hosts would be displeased.

Perhaps not many knew of Hu Yao's capabilities, but these few clearly did. If he were to lose his temper, it was unclear who would end up suffering; besides, many people knew the background of this school.

Shangguan Muxue let out a soft cry. Having advanced to the Profound Realm, the internal energy within her had liquefied into true essence, becoming incredibly dense and thick.

This was a terrifying phenomenon and a helpless reality. Just as Zhou Yafu felt no frustration at all, harboring instead a longing and yearning for the Extreme Path, Song Daowu glanced at Li Jinghong, the meaning of his inquiry self-evident.

Nan Ruochen looked at her with heartache, comforting her: "Lu Nuoxin, stop forcing yourself. Imperial Physician Liang already told me about Qingchan Temple; you must have gone back there." Nan Ruochen always understood her too well, which was why he could always guess her thoughts and actions.

"Who is there!" Xie Junhe looked around vigilantly. It was strange; he could hear no footsteps and sense no heat. At first, he thought it was an auditory hallucination, but Xue Hai wore an expression of equal surprise: she had heard it too. It was unmistakable.

To the three of them, this seemed no different from courting death. But when they saw the face of the newcomer, their bewilderment turned into shock.

Yet this tomb of Sun Quan was located on the side of the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum. Strangely, the tomb possessed only a single stone tablet, one stone bridge, an information plaque, and one stone statue.

Seeing this situation, everyone understood that this was the masked robbers' final trump card.

Slender fingers splayed; the white feathered arrow seemed imbued with mysterious power. With a "swish," it flew rapidly toward a flash of red amidst the dense swarm of black dots.

Qin Shi glared, as if he had run into a sworn enemy—and who was to say he hadn't? Was not the bloody carnage here born of this very person?

Situ Xiao watched her elegant, graceful smile, his teeth grinding audibly. She had given all the things he had bestowed upon her to her. Was she trying to hand him over to her as well? What a fine way to show no distinction between "yours" and "mine." It was as if to say, "I have even claimed your husband without hesitation; what do these few pieces of jewelry matter?"

In a luxurious reception hall within the Chonghe County office building, Ling Yu and his companions met with the County Magistrate—a middle-aged man with glasses who bore an air of arrogance.

While Lin Ziran was busy expanding his military, news finally arrived from the prefecture city. According to unconfirmed reports, a large-scale decisive battle had taken place outside the city between the core troops of the Cheng family and the Jian family.

That fellow had not been deceived by her; furthermore, whenever she was injured and he treated her, her jade-like body would be exposed before him.

She took it and saw that almost all the items were checked off, so she didn't bother letting Zhou Fansheng choose his own dishes. "Let's order these first; if it's not enough, we'll order more," she said to the waiter, though she looked at Zhou Fansheng and Xia Zhen.

Mo Jue knew that these were the ripples from the battle between Uncle Wang and the Demon King. Having faced the Demon King's attacks directly, Mo Jue understood deeply that this was a battle in which he could not participate.

The heavy weight of the iron hammer left Lu Qingge unable to react, and he was struck squarely.

She and Ye Yang left the restaurant. The sky outside had already darkened, and the colorful lights adorned the city in a breathtaking display.

They had achieved their goal for this trip. Just as they were happily discussing what good food to eat upon returning and how they should rest for a few days, Nagato suddenly stopped and stared ahead.

A thick, solidified protective shield of true energy appeared around Lei Ze and Heng Tianxiao, easily blocking that sword energy from Mu Xi.

As time passed, more and more surrounding spiritual energy was drawn in, forming a vortex above the house and surging toward Mo Jue. Such a massive disturbance naturally caught the attention of many.

Li Sandao was now considering whether he should tell Liang Bing in advance that Angel Yan was the interim successor to the angelic throne.

Therefore, after Guan Yang arrived in Yanjing, the first place he wanted to see was Tiananmen, then the Ancestor Memorial Hall, and finally the Forbidden City.

"I want..." the Black Pig girl had just begun to answer when the computer screen flickered, and a single character froze on the display.

"Clang!" With a casual flick, Qiu Liju's expression was cold as he struck the frenzied, desperate Wuhuan soldiers aside. His rugged, cold face showed no more emotion than if he were swatting away enemy soldiers rather than his own men.

Lin Di turned back to see that the people outside the door were actually the "family members" of Qian Lai. It was likely that this group had been spouting nonsense, making the nurses doubt his words.

The two climbed onto the ancient city wall, overgrown with weeds, and looked out at their surroundings, taking in most of the Yunze urban area.

"Director Tsutsumi, Gaia has been swallowed by the monster. We need to save Gaia; please don't interfere," Lin Zong said. They were very grateful to Gaia for rescuing them from the eyes of the strange beast Q.

It was one thing to be like this on a rainy day, but to act this way in normal weather was truly outrageous.

At that very same instant, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from the cracked earth and gripped Yan Nanfei’s ankles.

Yang Tian had already been waiting for her; his right hand lightning-fast, he tapped five acupoints on her back, while his left arm swept around her waist to pull her into his embrace.