Chapter 202: Coaxing Dai Chunfeng into Collaboration

From the small courtyard to Dai Chunfeng's private office on the second floor, a distance of mere dozens of meters, Dai Chunfeng sneezed at least three times and blew his nose into his handkerchief five times. It seemed the legends from his past life that Dai Chunfeng suffered from severe rhinitis were true. He was particularly afflicted today because Mio Fujiwara was wearing perfume and had dusted herself with the scented powder favored by Japanese girls. However, in this era, there did not seem to be any specific medicine to treat rhinitis, and even if there were, Chen Jiehua would not—

Furthermore, a red light appeared behind Jiang Yuxuan—a red carp. As the carp leaped over the dragon gate, Jiang Yuxuan’s aura surged and doubled in intensity.

Some onlookers looked at Sun Qi with pity for the head of the Sun family, wondering why the family had produced such a fool; he had come to flatter Ye Qiu, only to end up offending him. What was the point?

"Boom!" Their fists collided. The force of the counter-impact sent Jiang Yuxuan flying into the sky, while Mei Su plummeted like a meteorite, leaving trails of light across the void before slamming into the ground, creating a massive crater.

Given the relationship between the Jia and Xue families, there was no need to announce their arrival, so Jia Qing led Wang Shun straight inside.

Qin Fengming let out a snort of laughter and said testily, "That is not it at all!" Yet in her heart, she thought, "True enough, the first time I saw your pathetic look, I also wondered how my soulmate could be such a loser, and I never once considered marrying you."

"Heh, I call that stupidity. But it is good that this native is foolish; it saves us from having to search the whole world for him," a guardian sneered.

"I will kill you!" Ye Tianming roared. His aura was extremely unstable; clearly, Jiang Yuxuan's words had provoked him deeply.

However, as far as Ye Qing knew, this great archmage had even more peculiar inventions.

Because they had searched the future of this timeline and transmitted this piece back, they—as observers—had witnessed their own future being transmitted, causing the future to collapse into a single certainty.

For instance, the Nine-Sun Soul-Returning Pill could be refined in mere moments if one used the Eight-Desolate Heavenly Furnace Fire cultivated by the Pill Emperor, but unfortunately, such alchemy fire had vanished many years ago.

Yulan recognized Zhang Ji'an's voice and felt as though she had narrowly escaped death. She clutched his lapels tightly and began to sob.

Watching He Zijia tidy her hair, Chen Moyan’s eyes reddened. How much longer would days like this last?

It was like a mindless beast, simply wanting to vent the fury in its heart; it could not be compared to a divine beast, and it was vastly different even from an ordinary spirit.

In terms of status, Yulan could not be compared to Li Qianluo, but in terms of fortune, Li Qianluo could not hope to catch up to her.

Xia Luo’s parents were away today and would not return until the day after tomorrow. That left Xia Si, and since it was still early and she was on a date, it seemed unlikely she would be back before ten o'clock.

"Haha, the Sect Master was right; they really do know each other," Huanhuan said, poking them with her broom.

The three of them didn't think much of it and headed to the next place, but to their surprise, after checking three locations in a row, every inn and hotel was fully booked.

After Tianxing finished speaking, he went about his business, directing the lightly wounded tribesmen one by one to Liuli to have their wounds cleaned.

He could sense that Individual 21 had been following them the whole way, but the entity refused to show itself, and he had no idea what it was thinking.

In order to cure Yuan Qingling’s illness, Ye Chen naturally agreed to bring Kang Yi over, and Kang Yi did not refuse.

Watching the two of them locked in a tight embrace, anyone with eyes could see what was happening. Seeing that Qin Jiayan did not pull away, Chen Han sighed inwardly. Although she did not want Qin Jiayan to get hurt, since things were progressing step by step, she could only support her.