Chapter 44 The True Heiress is a Big Shot 44

Playing this ancient zither consumed a vast amount of her energy. Having been in a standoff with Murong Feng for so long, she was already beginning to struggle.

Last night, she had answered seven or eight phone calls, and then had a thick stack of documents in her hands. She had thought it would be just a simple overseas inspection trip, but she hadn't expected the members to become increasingly numerous and complicated.

Throughout this period, Mu Wanzhi had always been deeply concerned about Yuanbao. Today, seeing that it could finally get up and walk, she directly pulled Lu Mang out—who was still preparing a new video—and excitedly pointed it out to him.

Murong Feng swiftly handed the Wood Spirit Bead to him. To break through this sealing point, only someone with immense power could do it.

Compared to a few years ago, Wang Chao's volume of commercial endorsements had dropped significantly; he now only chose to take on a few major commercial sponsorships.

Lili had now been transferred by her sister to the accounting department of the melon seed factory. Although she was still just a bookkeeper, she secured a spot for training, making her among the first batch sent out for training by the melon seed factory.

"Yes, absolutely! Who else do you want to interview? I'll help set it up." Li Yuanfang's eyes widened like lightbulbs. He had originally thought he would only land an exclusive interview, but he hadn't expected it to be a whole series.

Jiang Chen noticed Lin Xi's feet. Her shadow was cast through the gaps in the branches and leaves; although dim, it was very real. This indicated that she was not in the state of a "Yin Spirit," but possessed a genuine physical body.

On the award podium, the players of the Chinese men's basketball team held up their gold medals with radiant smiles on their faces, while on the other side, the members of the US men's basketball team wearing silver medals didn't look quite as happy.

Fu Lang felt that guarding against Zhai Bin was the primary objective. Murong Feng was dispatched to pacify Hebei, and since Zhai Bin had rebelled, he should be the first one to be subjugated; there was no need to put the cart before the horse.

Regarding the old man's words, Qiu Chen sighed helplessly. Even he knew that the reason they were not united was not because Feng Chen was arrogant and aloof, but rather because Qin Lin was overwhelmingly jealous and could not bear to see others stand out.

Yet as she kept watching, the anticipation and hope that had originally filled her eyes gradually faded, replaced by disappointment and desolation.

At this moment, the two of them were seen with their hands covered in cream, playfully smearing it across each other's faces.

Xu Bangqing saw that Song Qingyun was unwilling to take the seat of honor, so he let the matter rest and arranged for him to be seated on the left-hand side.

Just as he was about to curse the system's ancestors down to the eighteenth generation, he suddenly felt a colossal hand reaching out from the center of the earth to snatch him up.

The final universe that constituted this "Heavenly Dao" gradually lost its color, and all parts of this world suddenly emitted a sound resembling a mournful cry.

Afterward, she slowly stepped down, allowing the next candidate for the new lady to take the stage and showcase her talents.

In truth, even if Chen Qian did nothing, they would have had no way around it whatsoever; this was the naked reality. Viewed from this perspective, Chen Qian's attitude could already be considered quite decent.

With the stabilization of life, this atmosphere grew increasingly bizarre. Eventually, it reached a point where whoever acted most fiercely and flaunted their prestige the most toward ordinary people would earn the respect of the Elven race.

Moreover, Fang Yi looked at them as if he were gazing at a pile of treasures, giving them goosebumps all over their bodies and making them feel extremely uneasy.

Upon hearing this, the crowd could not help but be startled, then nodded in sudden realization, casting mischievous grins toward the still-seated Japanese warrior.

Zhu Tianpeng was extremely surprised. Was the Purple Lightning Tribulation Pill truly that precious? Why were so many enlightened masters fighting over it?

There was only a single customer dining at the dining tables, making the rest of the dining room appear deserted. As everyone fell silent, the sound of that customer eating noodles could be clearly heard throughout the inn.

"Go on in!" Song Hanxiang said, her mind stirring as the arm previously wrapped in K9 crystals smoothly returned to normal.

An angry roar echoed through the void, followed instantly by the appearance of an elderly man in white robes before Dongfang Zixuan. With a wave of his hand, a surge of spiritual energy enveloped her.

It had to be said that although the youth in white had just done something rather disgusting, it had nonetheless given Jiang Yu a useful reminder.

"Not bad, not bad, you can go and give it a try." Yun Ting patted the Toad Eating the Phoenix on the shoulder, offering words of encouragement.

He simply could not imagine how a triceratops that had already been pronounced dead by him could possibly come back to life.

The Immortal World was no longer its original self; numerous towering divine mountains piercing the clouds had appeared, alongside boundless expanses of divine forests.

Lin Zixuan and the security department staff were blocking the entrance of the operating room, preventing the emotionally agitated family members outside from rushing in and disturbing Chen Ling and the others who were in the middle of surgery.

"Hmph! I really regret letting a guy like you come along with me!" Lu Feng said with dissatisfaction.

The temple was extremely mysterious, serving as the incarnation of a part of the Heavenly Dao. Called the Shell of the Heavenly Dao by the Children of the Stars, it was inherently one with the Heavenly Dao. No wonder it could enhance any proficiency level; after all, anything belonging to this realm was entirely under the control of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhang Dongyang immediately dialed Lu Jianxiong's number: "President Lu, something has gone wrong. We've been attacked, and the enemy's firepower is formidable." Zhang Dongyang gave a prominent account of the events of that morning.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I just find your relationship rather strange. You divorced Su Wanqi, and Su Wanqi has left. You should be together with Qin Kexin now, shouldn't you?" Zhang Xiaoyun asked.

Within half a month, under the cover of the practitioners from the Prajna Sect, Panyun Mountain, and the Saber Sect, Yang Fan and his companions quietly entered the Zhao State. Naturally, Yang Fan's target was the Holy Temple within the borders of Zhao.

Nanzhi turned her head to avoid it, but his lips brushed against her cheek, leaving a damp, wet sensation that made her want to vomit from disgust.

"I..." Shen Suixin gazed at his stern profile, conflict and struggle flickering within her dark pupils, along with a pain she was trying desperately to conceal.