Chapter 120: Buying a House Together

“Wow! Look at the house!” Eighteen-year-old Ouyang was truly surprised. “Big sister, I’ve never seen one before…”

“That’s why I’m taking you to see it,” she replied.

“Do you just buy it if you like it?” Ouyang was curious about the world of the wealthy.

The wealthy woman, Fang Zhiyin, laughed heartily. “Depends on the situation!”

On the way to the housing complex, she suddenly recalled a question her father had asked her when she was young. “Zhiyin, what do you want to be when you grow up?”

“I want to be a writer!” she had answered in a childish voice.

“What will be the first thing you do after you make money?”

“Of course, save the money and buy a house!” she had said cheerfully.

Po Jue struck at him, and Chen Qiang fiercely countered. The two exchanged blows back and forth, their blades clashing with sparks. Each time Po Jue was forced to dodge and retreat, moving everywhere to avoid the strikes.

The will of the Heavenly Dao instantly sensed a being violating its ironclad laws and disrupting the fundamental order of the great path. In a sudden outburst, the Heavenly Dao unleashed its most powerful punishment—the Void Annihilation Heavenly Tribulation—intent on eradicating these two sacrilegious transgressors.

I lifted the lid, and a fragrant aroma of fish sauce wafted into my nostrils, closely followed by the enticing scent of steamed rice.

His aide was actually a good friend of Hu Linzhi and had a good relationship with Gao Ji. Right in front of Prince Su, he praised Gao Ji’s capabilities, recounting many impressive feats.

When Qin Youran and the others saw Li Jiansheng fall to the ground, motionless, Lu Chenxing stood frozen, sensing something was wrong. They thought Lu Chenxing had struck too hard and that Li Jiansheng was in grave danger. Immediately, they rushed toward where Lu Chenxing and Li Jiansheng were, hoping to prevent a tragedy.

As the Ghost Ancestor and the Mysterious Taoist Master reentered the battlefield, it was like a domino effect; one after another, masters of the Dao were surrounded and slain.

While they were all intently watching this touching spectacle, expecting a heartbreaking scene or a dramatic twist that would move them to tears, an unexpected event occurred.

Seeing Qi Ziqian’s complexion improve a little, she embraced him again and gently shared her thoughts.

The three of us were heading to the company building when I realized something obvious: the defenses were designed only against aliens, but they neglected to consider that all the guards from the Ming Mansion had gone there.

Back then, without software like PTT, he had to draw everything by hand. The result? Fan Li was good at everything—beautiful handwriting, excellent poetry—but his drawings were somewhat ugly.

“The room is kept dim only to maintain the mystery of the appraisal chamber. I couldn’t afford to be so careful when identifying the healing powder,” the old man said, looking at Ling Feng with hopeful eyes.

She felt the icy coolness of glass on her lips. For some inexplicable reason, she involuntarily parted her mouth.

After recounting the whole story, Nian let out a breath and said, “This ending isn’t bad at all. Although Mistress San Niang caused us harm, she was also pitiable. This outcome is very good for her.”

On the high cliff, Gloria had stopped singing and quietly gazed at the forest below.

Mortals cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po’s soup, forget their past lives, and reincarnate anew; but immortals bear memories spanning thousands or even tens of thousands of years, their endless journey through the immortal path leading into boundless void.

Whether Zhi Yue was truly a zombie or the Vermilion Bird was about to face catastrophe, these were matters that had to be reported immediately to the base for urgent attention—matters of utmost urgency.

Li Shixin remained silent. With a flick of his hand, a black inkstone appeared before Chen Jiadi. Though no one saw Li Shixin summon it, the inkstone drew the attention of onlookers.

I smiled as I heard this and patted Han Yi on the head, saying, “Silly child, it’s all nonsense—stories made up by adults to fool you.”

Alice couldn’t trigger her superpowers without revealing her identity, so she had no choice but to secretly exert all her strength to unsheathe the Moon Language Blade. Unexpectedly, the sword refused to obey at the crucial moment, stubbornly refusing to be drawn.

Shao Kang immediately realized he had been tricked. Those around him wanted to laugh but dared not. Feeling humiliated, Shao Kang brandished the fragment of a blade in his hand and said to the men behind him, “Charge! Hit them with everything you’ve got! If someone dies, I’ll take responsibility.”