Chapter 79: Brimming with Gossip
A total of twelve properties, originally priced at fourteen point four billion, now discounted to twelve billion in all. The agent, Zhu Xin, would receive a commission of fifty million. Instantly, she became the company’s top sales champion.
Lin Qingqi was utterly stunned. How could Lu Fei be so wealthy? It turned out she had misjudged him all along. But on reflection, it was only natural for Lu Fei to possess such wealth; after all, with his skills in medicine and geomancy…
Yang Fan’s figure plummeted dozens of yards through the crevice before finally landing on solid ground. As his feet touched down, the darkness before his eyes gave way to a sudden, blinding light. Instinctively, he raised a hand to shield himself from the glare. Only after his eyes adjusted did he open them to look out.
He managed a wry smile, summoning all his strength. His steps seemed erratic and unsteady, yet within their unpredictability lay a lethal precision.
“It’s only His Majesty who enjoys such upheaval. So many palaces in the royal compound are now empty. The Empress Dowager even inquired about it a few days ago,” Chang Sha reminded Lin Lei with a hint of admonition.
Wherever there are people, there will be connections. Whether seeking rare medicines or inquiring about the ‘Zhu Gong’ mentioned by the water monster, one would likely find answers here.
“Father, you haven’t visited me in dozens of days. Now that you’re here, you’re in such a hurry to leave again,” Mo Yun said, looking up at Mo Jie.
He only smiled and said, “You should now address me as the Celestial Venerable of Supreme Clarity and Spiritual Treasure, not as the Grandmaster of Tongtian. The resentments of Pangu from the Four Great Continents have been refined by you, as has the physical body. Now that it’s safe, the blockade has been lifted.”
Though the tall, thin child was young, in this world where martial prowess reigned supreme, he possessed some cultivation—the fourth level of the Primordial Blade Path.
Moreover, the masked youth in purple was even less accomplished in his training. It seemed all three of them were destined to perish here in Sand City Prefecture.
“Elder Starry Sky, allow me—at the peak of Martial Spirit—to test the strength of you, an old Martial Marquis of the Spirit Phase!” Seeing Zhao Long, Lan Ao, and the others escape the range of Starry Sky’s attacks, a wicked grin crept across Yang Fan’s face.
She had long heard of Fang Hai’s reputation, and today, seeing him in person, he truly exuded an imposing presence—yet that presence paled in comparison to Cheng Yang.
Yue Shen Yin wore an expression of helplessness, yet her eyes sparkled with delight. She, too, was happy for her brother.
To speak of dreams would be an overstatement. I never particularly yearned for Tsinghua; I simply remembered that I had to be admitted there.
With Bing Xuan’s arrival, all the students in the Martial Arena turned their attention toward him.
Yue Shen Yin and Phoenix’s attacks landed simultaneously on the protective shield. The shield trembled, but showed no sign of shattering.
“Haner, stop causing trouble! I have no wish to lay a hand on you. You’d do best to recognize the situation!” Li Luo, shoved back a few steps, steadied herself and warned Huangpu Han.
Wang Jiahao found He Chuli’s instruction rather baffling, but he dared not question it as Zhang Cheng might. He could only follow orders and quietly approach Duan Jiajun from behind.
Meanwhile, at the King Poplar, a violent storm raged—lightning split the sky, turning night into day. The tree seemed to sprout additional limbs and roots, burning its own life force to heal itself.
The attack from that ghastly green hand covered every inch within a hundred yards. Had Cheng Yang dodged in the conventional way, he would have been smashed to pulp before ever escaping. Only by shifting space and teleporting could he avoid that dreadful force.
My “fierceness” finally made Zhu Yue’s body stiffen. Warily, I watched him. After a long pause, he removed my hand from his face, his expression growing strange, as if struggling to conceal something.
Huizhu nodded with indifference, though in her heart she considered that such a loud greeting must have been heard inside. It would not do to have someone barge in rashly to deliver a message. Having thought it through, Huizhu resolved to wait patiently outside the main hall.