Chapter 109: Win the Bid

In fact, Lin Qingyun had already known about this matter when he dealt with Lin Kunshan in his previous life. Back then, Lin Kunshan had gone even further. Before Lin Qingyun entered the No. 18 Ruins, Lin Kunshan had already arranged for capital increase and stock expansion.

This was Lin Kunshan’s initial preparation. Although it went unused last time, he still handed out the shares.

The only difference was that last time, the Tiangang Group was not involved. Instead, it was another domestic force that originally had nothing to do with pharmaceuticals, alongside the Derman Group.

The car drove into a farmhouse in the suburbs, where two elderly people lived, along with a child who looked barely in their teens, probably still in middle school.

Then, Weigong pressed down his hand, sending a massive amount of Dao-seeking jade crashing into the vast desert.

Having said that, he entered. Before him lay an incredibly spacious courtyard, with lotus ponds, pavilions, winding bridges—all fully illuminated and resplendent.

Yet, now it seemed to be Murphy’s Law in effect: the more one fears something happening, the more likely it is to occur.

Every punch struck at vital points—though blocked, the impact shook their arms as if they might break. Zhou Nuo’s aura continuously surged; the deadly energy it unleashed seemed to lower the surrounding temperature. Yet Zhou Nuo’s own body temperature was only in the twenties Celsius—just as it should be during battle.

As for the changes in Yang nature, such as the multiplication technique of the Qiudao clan or medical ninjutsu, these relate to certain superhuman attributes and to the animal-type Devil Fruit that the user initially specialized in, which is connected with Yang-natured chakra.

Thus, Madara decided to leave the village. As he departed, Hashirama earnestly tried to persuade Uchiha Madara to stay. He told Madara that he regarded him as his right-hand man as Hokage, a brother, hoping Madara would assist him. One day, the people would recognize Madara’s virtues, and then he would become the Second Hokage.

Over the years, many powerful comrades had been wiped out by those sentinel robots.

His voice came close to the ear, sincere yet with a hint of unease, as if worried she still would not accept the apology.

“Uh, by the way, did Count Blackwing and the others receive proper care at your place? The king wants us to capture them alive and bring them back,” General Rongsheng whispered quietly into Yanxi’s ear.

Why couldn’t I just like the senior? If I liked him, I wouldn’t be suffering like this now.

Chuliuxiang was also surprised. As long as Hu Tiehua had alcohol and wasn’t drunk, he preferred not to cause trouble. Naturally, they were reluctant to enter the mountain at night and thus rested at the inn.

When Chuliuxiang was about to turn back, no one could make him hesitate. But now, no power in the world could force him to look back again.

Ye He fought like never before, his spear strikes deadly. The intensity left no room for luck; any carelessness meant not just failure, but death and rebirth in the ghost realm.

Faced with Elder Geliji’s inquiry, Huo Tianqi unexpectedly threw his head back and laughed. If memory served, this was the first time Elder Geliji had seen him laugh! The laughter echoed through the entire tomb chamber, sending chills down one’s spine.

His eyes, heavy with sorrow, gazed upon his brother’s watery eyes. The handsome face gradually clouded with sadness.

I didn’t listen closely to what the prince and Dunzi were muttering. Turning to Professor Yan and Yun Jingjing, I wondered—did they really have no objections to this matter?

Suddenly, the voice of Leng Moyuan came from outside. His figure drifted down from the balcony, carrying a bag full of steaming breakfast.

Two hundred leather drums in the Song army suddenly thundered, the massive sound shaking the earth itself. Even Ye Muxue couldn’t help but be moved.

The elderly man dressed in a silk rabbit-green embroidered robe had just seated himself in the sedan chair. The curtain had just been lowered when among the thirty-six death warriors, twenty had their knives drawn, while eight held their knives but did not draw them.