Volume One, Chapter 24: A Ghostly Fright

Duoduo looked at the steamed bun and smiled slightly. He then took out the Fire Crystal from his pocket. The moment of witnessing a miracle had arrived... As the Fire Crystal emitted a red glow, the rotten potato in Duoduo’s hand began to radiate a yellow light. It slowly deformed, ultimately transforming into a crystalline form. And this crystal was none other than the Earth Crystal.

"I will help you!" Such heavy words, but for the sake of herself and her future, Cui Huimin realized she had no other choice.

"Wuwuwu..." The trembling man’s courage had been completely depleted; he wiped the corners of his mouth and began to sob.

It was like being the top student in school, only to find that after graduation, the worst student in the class had become your boss, and you had to work for him. The psychological disparity was simply too great.

"When she looked at you so coldly, was there no food left on the coffee table?" Duoduo asked.

Meng Qi rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat awkward. He had clearly aimed for the fruit, so why did the shot go so wide? However, it was not entirely Meng Qi’s fault; after all, it was his first time, and just managing to fire the arrow successfully was an achievement in itself.

"Is this him?" Luo Huanghuang looked at the giant footprint hidden by the grass, his eyes solemn.

Wen Muyao felt a pang of emotion, but she did not pity Tang Qinxue too much. After all, Tang Qinxue’s blacklisting was her own doing; she only felt sympathy for Tang Qinxue’s sick grandmother.

Meng Qi was yanked by a tentacle and stumbled, his body pulled toward the depths. His expression changed, and he reacted instantly. With no time for hesitation, he swung the Soul-Severing Axe in a wide arc, gathering all his strength before hacking fiercely into the thick, slippery tentacle.

"My Lord, we know that such holy objects should naturally belong to aristocrats like you. We shouldn't even harbor any thoughts about them!" Master Insect declared.

"Mr. Bekland, I will give you a massive order in the millions. I trust you will expand your production workshop for it," Chen Qiang said with a smile.

"This was made by Jushuang. She has always been trusted by Grandmother and is skilled at making pastries. She must have made them often when serving her, so she knows Grandmother’s preferences. I just happened to take the credit and act clever," Pei Jinruo said with a grin.

An Feng was a ruthless man. Taking advantage of the fact that An Qing was bound by family rules, he used his own methods directly.

Several intruders who had once trespassed into Ice Orange’s territory were hunted down by her. Not only were they forced to return all their spoils, but they also had to pay a large amount of points before she finally let them go.

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The dog was a jealous creature. Brother Dao did not like others petting him, but he couldn't stand being ignored either. Seeing people come and go, touching the sofa, the chairs, the stools, and the folding stools, but never touching him, he immediately became dissatisfied.

Once Li Tie disappeared from the rooftop, Ye Hao first pulled the pin on a grenade and tossed it through the window into the coffee shop’s restroom. A series of panicked screams erupted from inside; several agents who had chased him into the restroom tried to escape, but it was already too late.

Lin Junjie quickly regained his composure and continued his conversation with his important client, Mr. Hank.

It was a giant figure, at least five or six meters tall, with horns on its head and a tail behind it. Its appearance was grotesque—neither fully human nor fully dragon—and deeply terrifying. Just by this first impression, no one could tell how many unknown secrets were hidden within it.

But even so, Green Hat’s whereabouts were erratic. How could it be easy to find him within three days? What if he had already left Hailan City and Qingshui Town? Where would he even go to look for him?

Additionally, she made stuffed chili meat pockets. The peppers from the greenhouse were very spicy. Luo Bingxin added meat filling to them without tasting them first, which made things quite interesting.

As blossoms of ghostly green flames exploded in the night, the skeleton warriors charging at the front were already decimated by the time they reached the entrance of the gorge. It only required a minor effort from Hunter Two to handle the rest.

To be precise, it was a painting covered by thick, light gauze. It stood there, so detached from the world, as if it were rare and distinct from the other paintings—a treasure kept under guard.

Although the number of people was small, far less than the massive force of 1,500 units in Dongye Town, the advantage was their small size, which made them easy to command and clearly divided in their tasks.

This filled Zheng Ze’s heart with a sense of urgency. What could he do to escape this dead end?

Watching a battle of this level provided them with more insight than several years of their own bitter cultivation.

Previously, raising ducks was to ensure the family's livelihood, and they dared not be the least bit careless, fearing that one slight mistake would make their already impoverished household even worse.

Song Yu was pushed and stumbled, losing his footing and falling hard onto the ground.

Through constant combat, Zheng Yun discovered that the attribute bonuses gained from consumption effects could not be fully equated to the skill points gained from leveling up. That sense of rigidity and hesitation was quite fatal for a technique-based profession.

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Song Feiyun looked at Xu Liujin. People with experience really were different; Xu Yuanhua only felt that the temperature was low without sensing anything special, but Xu Liujin had stated it directly.

A memory flashed in her mind of the incense that had just made her feel weak. She covered her nose and mouth tightly to hide the evidence of her presence.

The reason Zhao Yunze was curious was that Mu Qingfeng knew his age in such detail. Could it be that he had investigated him? Zhao Yunze couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Yes, Grand Secretary. It was my mistake to overthink it. However, you have been away for so long, and there are many matters that need to be handled," Quan Bosong said with an embarrassed expression. He had originally thought their conversation was deeply confidential.

Hearing Dudek’s words, Hyypia nodded to show he understood and began shouting instructions to the backline, starting to reorganize the defensive line.

Footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by an annoying, arrogant voice. A slick-haired, pale-faced youth pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked in.

Long Tian gave a cold shout, and four golden sword beams were unleashed by him. The beams were massive and sharp, striking toward Wu Yong in an instant.

For a period after the New Year of 2003, in the eyes of Feng Junzi, the world suddenly became beautiful. In his memory, this was a time of sunshine and brilliance.

Only Concubine Ling took them seriously, calling herself "Fujin." In fact, only the Manchus called their wives "Fujin," while the Han people had to call them "Madam."

"You really reminded me; it can be used for fertilizer. Burning it into ash makes for good fertilizer. Selling it... forget it, let's not sell it. Just give it away to the nearby farmers," Su Li thought to herself. Wood ash was an excellent potassium fertilizer and helpful for crops.

"A demonic secret art to boost combat power and cultivation? It seems your Mount Tai Sect has indeed become a slave to the demons!" Gu Yan said coldly.