Chapter 107: The Major Event of April (Additional Chapter for "Unreserved Meeting")

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Deng Qiang and several supervisors from the Pink-White-Black Publicity Department spent about forty minutes reaching Yunhan Technology.

In the small conference room, after Lu Yu finished explaining the situation, Deng Qiang and the others exchanged glances.

Deng Qiang asked, “President Lu, the urgent task you mentioned— is it about the promotion of that special effects software?”

Lu Yu nodded. “Yes, that’s right.”

Deng Qiang repeated, “An open-source special effects software?”

“Exactly,” Lu Yu confirmed.

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On Chinese New Year’s Day, Zhou Bai received New Year’s greetings calls from some classmates and also called a few in return. Anticipating many calls to Chang Ma’s place, Zhou Bai decided to send her New Year wishes early.

Both released their spiritual senses, absorbing every performance of each spirit puppet into their minds, rapidly calculating how to create gaps in their encirclement without being surrounded by the next wave of spirit puppets.

The One-Lamp Daoist was a quasi-Saint-level being. Even the great Daluo Golden Immortals of the celestial realm dared not casually set foot on Spirit Coffin Peak. But exceptions always existed.

As these words fell, a vast army of shadow soldiers transformed into streams of ghostly energy. These mists swirled, forming towering ghostly pillars that surged into the sky, walking on air, blotting out the heavens and earth. The scene was terrifying beyond measure.

“This isn’t my fault; someone tempted me,” Shang Jingtian said, scanning Bai Yu back and forth with a serious gaze.

Only when she saw Zhou Zekai before her did Old Lady Zhao understand what it meant for a grandchild to resemble a grandparent—this child was carved from the same mold as her own son.

Then, amidst the river of fate, more dense fogs swept in, shrouding Wu Puqiao’s destiny once again. Moreover, a black dragon was forcibly dragged by mysterious forces deep into the fog, vanishing without a trace.

Falling to the ground, Huijue muttered to himself. He was quite displeased that his master insisted on heading toward the Immortal Tomb despite his warnings, and at this moment, his heart was filled with no shortage of contemptuous words.

“I feel the same,” Bai Xue said with frustration at Ao Er’s simple response. She worried Bai Yu might be upset, but he seemed unaffected.

There was no legendary beginning with celestial phenomena showering down; it was just like anyone meeting their roommate on the first day of school—utterly ordinary.

Gu Zhenyu grabbed her chin and lifted her up, looking down on her with a sigh.

A tall, red-haired man cradled the silver-haired youth. His broad frame was steady as a mountain with each step. His sharp, handsome face showed no expression, but in his dark crimson eyes, a terrifying dark vortex seemed to churn.

Though he thought so, Shan Yang dared not directly beat Luo Zhanpeng. After all, he felt he could not predict Luo Bai’s attitude toward her father—what if Luo Bai ended up back with the Luo family?

In the past, Bai Ruoli had suffered bullying in the Marquis Residence and never knew she could enter the palace, nor had she ever entertained such a thought.

Only when the explosion ended did she come to her senses and realize that the thing she had been leaning against, both firm and warm... seemed to be a man’s chest.

A month ago, the Chamber of Commerce had already sent the catalog of auction items to all major powers. Among the treasures listed, some even stirred the interest of a wealthy and powerful artificer like Huang Yue, let alone others.

The shock was not limited to Shangguan Qing alone. The hall fell deathly silent, as if even breathing had ceased.

Gu Chengxi understood without being told that she could not leave now. The old emperor’s affairs were unresolved, Tianhua Palace still unsettled, and the whole family’s relocation required time.

When the elder Xiahou and several uncles of the Xiahou family saw the elders begin to take Xiahou Wanyan seriously, they all breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but smile with pride.