Volume 1, Chapter 36: Quite the Performance

Lin Yun sat in the lounge, his mind turning to the secrets of "Spirit Control" and the memories of Luo Jinhong, which contained over a hundred methods for crafting ghost-taming artifacts. With his current strength, forging them would be effortless. The problem, however, was where to obtain the materials.

"I must have had water in my brain back then!" Lin Yun muttered to himself, recalling a time when he had the chance to acquire a vast fortune, but out of youthful naivety, he chose a position as a prison guard and a Tier 6 trash-tier ability skill. Looking back, it was utterly foolish. Moreover, the materials for crafting ghost-taming artifacts were prohibitively expensive; even with his meager salary, he couldn't afford one capable of housing a Ghost General even if he saved for a century. He intended to properly...

Shen Ping'an shook her head. Even if she could save them, she had no way to bring them back to life.

The shockwave collided within him, leaving him unable to muster even the slightest bit of strength, thus he was pummeled by Su Xin, punch after punch.

Zhou Lingyun tugged at his collar, pulling them closer—so close that Chachai could smell the faint, lingering fragrance on him.

Ye Qiuling was headed to a Tier 3 secret realm, claiming she was off to find a specific type of vegetation that only appeared there.

Since fate seemed intent on casting him as a spendthrift, why not play the part?

He was only thirteen or fourteen when he was injured, and having spent the last hundred years bedridden, his mentality had not matured; it remained that of a child.

Qin Liu reorganized the inn's financial management into a system of checks and balances, ensuring that the handling of money and the keeping of ledgers were assigned to different people.

Long Ao pushed her away with annoyance, but the Liu family had not been officially verified, and until both family convoys departed, Cheng Yifei did not appear to say a single word.

This time, however, the situation was far more severe than before. Beyond entering a period of weakness, the exertion of pushing his body to its absolute limit had caused significant damage. Even with Su Xin's superior recovery abilities, such injuries could not be healed in a short time.

As time ticked away, and Yan Beigui's skin was thoroughly scorched by the Red Lotus Karma Fire, leaving layers of ash on the surface, he suddenly raised his head, a flash of golden light erupting from his eyes.

Zhuge Bai let out a fierce shout, golden light flickering in his eyes as his fist shone like a brilliant sun. With a crisp crack, he shattered Li Yuanhao's claw print and charged forward, slamming into his chest.

Yu Yin pushed the two of them away, her expression resolute and ruthless. Her parents had died because of the Cheng family; she would not kneel to them, lest she lose her own longevity.

The show continued filming, but Jiali’s agent contacted the production team, stating bluntly that Jiali was unprepared and canceling the segment where she was to meet her old classmates.

Seeing that Nanny Zhou was startled by her cry and looked unwell, Shen Ruoyun couldn't help but feel worried.

Lin Chuxia added a few logs to the stove. "Mom, the Qin family are farmers at heart. For our wedding, they gave three hundred in dowry, and I heard they’re still in debt." She didn't specify whether the money had been handed over or not.

Yan Xiao glanced at Jiang Xinrui, tempted to use his ability to probe, but after a moment of hesitation, he decided not to invite unnecessary trouble.

Once Zhuge Bai entered the room, he immediately shut the door, as if terrified of being discovered by others.

"Pah!" Wu Tian spat out the blood at the corner of his mouth, looked up, and stared fixedly at Yin Hu in the high sky, his eyes burning with endless rage and unwillingness.

Returning home this time, many were reluctant to part, including a joint petition... well, that part didn't actually happen; they were all respectable people, after all.

She hadn't just returned for a visit; doing business required capital. She had assumed that with the two hundred yuan in her possession and a little more from the Li family, she could get her business off the ground. Who knew that the wedding would cost eighty yuan in dowry, effectively draining the Li family dry?

When Imperial Physician He checked the Ninth Prince's pulse, he was truly shocked. Considering Zhao Huailuo's current state, he didn't dare to speak a word.

"We'll talk about this when we get home! Everyone pack your things, we leave immediately, and try to get back to the village within a week!" Cai Wu interrupted Cai Shi, gesturing for them to move on.

The "Self-Possessed Sword Technique" was essentially one move, composed of dozens of basic sword stances. Each strike appeared independent, yet it was linked to the next, enhancing the power of the following blow.

Ling Susu was still in a fury and had no intention of paying him any mind, simply striding forward.

Luo Lv’s eyes narrowed; he had caught her hidden needles with his bare hands? Before she could process this, a dragon-patterned hairpin appeared before her.

Seeing this, many disciples looked on with envy. Following a Holy Son on a mission was beneficial; one could earn substantial S-rank points without exerting much effort.

Ling Susu was only more certain of her choice, feeling fortunate that Hao Jian was a hopeless case; otherwise, she wouldn't have had this opportunity.

This blatant provocation, when it reached Li Xuandu's ears, only made him frown, feeling it was all rather inexplicable.

Watching the powerhouses charging toward the Xianyang Palace, the Qilin Divine General stepped forward from the great hall, instantly appearing above the palace.

Hearing Lu Feilan's words, Wujizi and the others looked even grimmer. She was right; in their attempt to take her down in one stroke, all three of them had exhausted their Dao foundations.

Throughout the journey, she kept pinching Jiang Xia; aside from her grip growing tighter, she was as cold and unyielding as an iron block.

Tina nodded, walked into the water, and began to slowly take off her clothes. Ye Chen felt a sense of agitation, wanting to turn his head to take a look; after all, it had been pitch black that night, and he hadn't seen a thing.

Lin Tang habitually wanted to refuse, but thinking of how she had followed him around to "take care of him" when he got out of the car, his heart softened. He sighed, looking helpless as he walked toward the litter box.

In reality, Xiao Qi was the most nervous, clenching his fists as if ready to flee at any moment.

She was... excessively calm, quite unlike Lü Xianyi beside her, who was listening with wide, round eyes.