Chapter 55: Treasure Gourd Red Bean Paste

Jiang Yuan went home to retrieve her equipment and returned to the internet-famous wonton shop to continue filming. She also brought Granny Li two handmade fish lanterns to hang at the entrance as background props. Later, she ran into several peers who had driven from the city to eat wontons, and they unexpectedly struck up a lively conversation.

One of the girls, named Wang Nanqin, had also returned to her hometown after working in Beijing for a few years following college. She had been back for three years and knew several others who had also returned from major cities. They had formed a group chat and often got together whenever they had free time.

"It seems that returning to the peak is impossible without sufficient cultivation to support it," Ye Changtian sighed with emotion.

Qin Yu raised an eyebrow slightly and gently released his aura to neutralize the pressure, which finally allowed the complexions of the two old men to improve. They simply assumed that the pressure had vanished on its own, completely unaware that it was Qin Yu's doing.

"His evergreen leaf grass has already been sold, so what's the use of keeping him? Even if you're worried about his safety, we can just have the Ning family protect him well. He's only an Exalted One, after all!" Political casually remarked.

Since Liao Hua had already surrendered, the others naturally had nothing more to say and slid down the hillside right along with him.

The two bailiffs dejectedly carried the corpse of Helan Minzhi to the Shaozhou official yamen and reported the details of the escort. Naturally, they omitted any mention of extorting money and valuables, claiming instead that he was frail and had sought his own death.

"Let's go inside!" Luo Fan took Xi'er by the arm and walked in first, followed closely by the rest of the group.

She could even picture what the man would look like standing next to the car holding an umbrella. The moment she came out, he would definitely hurry over at the very first instance to drape a coat over her shoulders and hold the umbrella for her.

And what happened after detonating themselves? They vanished irresponsibly. Even if the paparazzi wanted to track them down, they would need the capability to do so. As long as the big shots wished it, not even a fly could get close to them, let alone a person.

"Yes and no~ He isn't quite qualified to be the disciple's match, but his identity is even more troublesome than the disciple's," Tongsheng said.

Aside from his ugly appearance, crippled legs, and impotence, every other aspect of the man before her radiated a fatal charm—his physique, his voice, and the noble elegance evident in his every gesture.

Returning to the inn, Wu Yan did not go out. Instead, he sat cross-legged to meditate and cultivate in peace, awaiting news from Shen Yanqiu. Three days later, Wu Yan suddenly noticed the jade slip before him flashing. Picking it up, he read the message inscribed upon it: "Which senior is this? I am Shen Yanqiu."

Not everyone was permitted to watch the duels of Rank Four or Rank Five Gu Masters, as their matches were already considered sect secrets. Rank Three, however, was different, because Rank Three Gu Masters could be recruited anywhere and were not the pillars of the sect.

By the time these commanders returned to their respective units, Shi Lu's remarks had already been embellished with a touch of myth, and the legend of Ziying transforming from a flood dragon into a true dragon was finally gradually "fleshed out."

He had no intention of explaining much to this fat guy. This trip was merely to handle business, not to act as a guest.

Furthermore, the bloodline of the Dragon Clan's descendants would become increasingly impure, and their power would gradually weaken. Therefore, the first generation was always the strongest, and the bloodline of the Dragon King's progeny would slowly decline—a problem that was fundamentally insoluble.

"I wouldn't dare? You say I wouldn't dare?" Upon hearing Xu Junyao's words, Renault jumped up instantly like a dog whose tail had been stepped on.

Although this still could not completely deter defectors, once the heads of dozens of would-be defectors were hung along the banks of the Zhang River, the number of people defecting each night dropped to a dozen or so.

Rotted chunks of flesh continuously dripped juices, black plasma surged across the body, and a gigantic, oversized mouth situated right in the dead center of the monster's chest burst into an exaggerated, frenzied laugh.

Moreover, because Huaxi Wan'er's metallization had not yet completely faded, her skin still retained a dim, golden glow. However, the sharp-eyed Qin Tian noticed that the golden light between her eyebrows was exceptionally bright, differing slightly from the other gold hues.