Volume One, Chapter 21: Wanting to Help Her Find a Job

Huo Tingxiao lifted his eyelids, his gaze deep and inscrutable. "When?"

Seeing the wooden board secured, Shen Qingran quickly stepped aside.

"She said tomorrow noon. But I don't have the time; if you're going, please tell her for me."

The words of explanation had barely reached Shen Qingran's lips when she heard his cold, hard voice cut across with a concise, three-word reply.

"Understood."

The explanation, cut short, was swallowed back down. Shen Qingran turned and walked toward the house.

Huo Tingxiao glanced at her retreating figure, his eyes darkening. He had just seen her walking out of the Qin family residence, all smiles. Had she truly taken a liking to Qin Xiangbei? Or was it possible that they were already in love?

Shang Xiaohe responded with a smile, saying that for merchants like them, the biggest fear was paying a deposit and the factory failing to deliver, but since the goods had arrived early, she could finally set her mind at ease.

Seeing Boss Li so worried, Old Wang mentioned that Shang Xia and Lin Ran had rented a shop.

Lin Qiuran gently peeled back the Velcro on the elastic bandage, intending to temporarily relieve the pressure on Zhao Qichen's wound.

Seeing that Xi Xi still wore a relaxed smile, Sister Qi’s anger flared up instantly.

No matter how much he was scolded, he remained the same, yet he managed the kitchen staff well and ensured the food was good; over time, no one bothered to criticize him anymore.

If nothing else, what could she do about someone like Cheng Kai, who stuck to her like chewing gum? From another perspective, she believed that rumors stop with the wise; she walked upright and acted with integrity, and as for what others gossiped about, that was none of her business.

She hadn't considered this question herself, but now that she thought about it, Lancelot, being a man, understood men better, and he had been quite prescient.

Lin Xiaoxiao watched this scene unfold as well, unable to believe that Director Zhao refused to make an arrest.

"She was sick and her body might still be weak. Should I buy something to nourish her? Or should I send flowers? Or perhaps a plush toy?" Lu Ming muttered to himself.

Therefore, everyone could still enjoy their Mid-Autumn Festival break, and matters like exam results could wait until after the holiday.

Duan Fei, Zhu Yunfei, and Gao Bin chose to fuse with the beast souls of a One-Horned Bear, a Violent Ape, and a Wild Roc, respectively.

Rushing into the great hall, Yang Fan discovered that, just as Yang Jiufeng had described, the hall was like a staircase: at the very bottom were countless bronze doors, above those were ninety-nine silver doors, and above those were nine magnificent golden doors.

"So, you finally came." Mo Yu Qingtian lay on the bed, his former majesty and dominance replaced by an expression of profound weariness that looked quite bleak.

The crowd looked toward the three figures from time to time. Qin Suyan naturally noticed Mu Shao-gong first, her fair face flushing slightly; the Crown Prince was even more handsome and elegant than the person in the paintings.

"What’s wrong, Junior Brother? Did Master never mention me to you?" Liu Dazhuang looked at Ding Feng curiously, his voice muffled and thick.

The light screen before them looked like a wall, clearly outlining every tree and blade of grass in the Gu mansion, while the flickering humanoid light spots were scattered across the map.

So Chu Yuan had been watching her all along; no wonder he knew about certain sealed information. But what was there about her worth watching?

Before she could utter the words she feared most, Zeyen’s kiss descended like a landslide, sealing all her grievances within her mouth.

Fan Ren felt a chill run down his spine, feeling as though he hadn't even climbed out of the series of traps in Mingzhou before stepping into an even deeper one.

Zang Yan bowed in delight and gratitude, then hurried off to the ferry crossing to prepare his army to cross the river and pursue the enemy. Uncle Zhou ordered Ling Jie to lead twenty thousand troops out of the camp to serve as the rear guard at the ferry, and further ordered all Han army camps to immediately light fires and cook, preparing to set out at the fourth watch.

"Ancestor, you..." San Yan could hardly believe it. The ancestor who had just promised to help him was now stabbing him in the back.

At this moment, the only thing left in Zhou Yun’s mind was the word "surge." As his spirit opened completely, all the essence of the original demon avatar was absorbed by Zhou Yun, and for a moment, he felt unprecedentedly full.

In his previous life, Gu Bei hadn't believed in such things, feeling they were ethereal, or perhaps it was because his own aptitude was too dull to comprehend them. But with his rebirth and surviving the disaster of being washed away by the flood in the Qingpu River, he began to re-examine the mysterious and profound study of religion, deeply feeling that humans need to have a sense of awe.

Grandpa Goose’s gaze drifted slowly, but he said nothing, choosing instead to run silently to the kitchen in search of bamboo shoots.

For this operation, Lu Dongxing had mobilized at least twenty bodyguards, who were mainly responsible for security and logistics, which brought great convenience to the mission.

Zhou Yun felt incredibly frustrated, thinking that the girl must have something wrong with her brain. Seeing her leave, Zhou Yun quickly retreated and returned directly to his original hotel.

Even with the help of formations, it was truly extraordinary; at the very least, he knew that within the sect's mountain formation, even one of the Ten Immortals could do nothing to them.

He could fight above his rank, and his current combat power was comparable to a third-grade Star Lord expert. Although this Star Tiger Beast King energy construct was fierce, to Li Yu, it was nothing to fear.

"Sir, thank you for saving me. I remember fainting at the entrance of your village last night. Did you save me and bring me here?" Chu Nan asked gratefully.

At this time, the Ghost Official cleared his throat and said, "When we were in the Underworld, we learned one thing: three hundred years ago, Meng Ying’s body had already been destroyed. However, her body never went to the Underworld, which is why there was no record of her there."

Qian Xunji estimated that this Demon God might possess power at the level of an Immortal King in the world of *Gu Jian*.

The necklace was nice, but the price far exceeded its value; no one was willing to be a sucker.

"I told you to call him out! Just call him!" Chen Xinghe frowned, his eyes full of impatience.

Yes, this time Qian Xunji wanted to raise A-Yin well, preferably turning her into some kind of obsession-crazed demon.

Furthermore, the construction site of the unfinished building had already completed its foundation. The current work on exterior walls, plumbing, and electricity did not involve pollution such as dust or noise. From the very beginning of construction, these had been treated as high-priority matters, so, logically, it should not have been included in the scope of the work stoppage.

After military training and spending these days together, the students, who had long since become familiar with one another, began to whisper and gossip.

They immediately apprehended the five people and questioned the awakened villagers about who these people were and what they had done.

They were his own dogs, yet they had disobeyed his orders twice in a row; how could Wu Fa not be angry?

Liu Erlong also possessed the God-level Martial Soul, the Fire Dragon King. Paired with the God-level Martial Soul of the Six-Winged Angel, this powerful combination would surely produce a child of extraordinary, heaven-shaking potential! Perhaps they could even break the record set by Qian Renxue, bringing the Spirit Hall to a peak of prosperity, and possibly even entering the legendary God Realm.