Forty-seven thousand forty-seven

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Reid explained that Melissa’s tent could serve as a solar umbrella, converting sunlight into electrical energy, and it could also activate a chameleon mode to automatically adjust its color to blend with the surrounding environment. Inside, there was a layer of fluorescent film that functioned as a light source; when zipped up, it became a climate-controlled room with constant temperature and humidity.

An Jiaqing’s mental calculations were sharp and swift as he figured out how to divide the three thousand yuan, deliberately excluding An Xia from the distribution.

Under the intense lighting, Jun Jinyan’s pale and refined face was illuminated, his damp black hair clinging to his skin, lips colorless, with droplets of water streaming down his face. What truly shook Jun Jinchen’s heart, however, were the black eyes before him—though seemingly fixed on him, they were like those of the blind, lacking any focus, emptiness so profound it was terrifying.

One of the more irritating individuals with a square face stepped up to Nan Xiang and deliberately stomped on her copper coin.

“I don’t know!” Qin Yu shook his head. “Maybe it’s because of my father, the king!” His eyes began to well up as he reminded himself of the king. The usually strong-willed Qin Yu collapsed weakly onto Su Xi’s shoulder. At that moment, Su Xi felt the helplessness of being a medical practitioner—while physical wounds could be healed, the pain within the heart could not.

Because she was a spirit born and nurtured by absorbing spiritual energy, taking on a human form, her immortal body was exceptionally pure in this lifetime, but also particularly fragile.

Speaking of which, he glanced around before continuing with a smile: “Judging by your manner of conduct, if I hadn’t heard you introduce yourself, I would have thought you were the Starshine Envoy yourself.”

After some time of close interaction, George’s main program integrated with the AI exclusive to her visual field, enabling it to discern her body language and even establish a kind of tacit understanding.

“You only want to cheat my father out of his fortune. Even if the police come, you’re not afraid. My father is old and forgetful, and you’re exploiting the mentality of an elderly man—pretending to care for him, but in reality, cheating him out of his wealth.”

However, since Jinting City was newly established, cultivation methods and battle techniques had yet to be introduced. For ordinary people like Guan Xi, it would be beneficial to first acquire a book on battle techniques and study it.

When Ji Baidi spoke, he directly used the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell to forcibly restrain the Demon Binding Rope.

At that moment, Zhou Yuji approached Zhang Wen, glanced at the bloodstained long sword in Zhang Wen’s hand—the imperial sword—and immediately clasped his great blade in salute, saying, “Your servant Zhou Yuji pays respects, Lord Zhang.” Because the hilt was tied to his right hand, Zhou Yuji was temporarily unable to sheath the blade.

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With less than twenty-eight years remaining of the thirty-year period, he planned to return to the Tianxuan Continent within this timeframe.

It was certain that due to the shape of his face, the groove near Fuyue’s eye corner made him look villainous, but once he smiled, all menace vanished.

The clash of sword claws sparked a series of flying sparks. The boss’s attacks were fierce, forcing Xia Feng to retreat several steps. The others had started their offense, but the boss continuously swatted at them with its claws, sending them flying one by one.

Zhang Wen smiled as he caught the item in his hand without opening it, guessing it must be a gift list. He looked at Chen Anshang with a smile. Seeing this, Chen Anshang felt inexplicably nervous and hastily forced a smile, revealing his stark white teeth in sharp contrast to his dark, rough skin.

Sun Long advised against touching Qian Yiqian, and though Zhang Wen internally disagreed, he could not easily oppose Sun Long. Setting aside personal grudges, Sun Long represented the Inner Palace in Zhejiang.

However, to ascertain the truth, Takagi Naohito needed to observe the situation more carefully. It was inevitable that Qing Sheng would undergo a thorough examination upon returning to the village.

“Don’t scratch! Itching is normal, but if you scratch until it breaks and gets infected, it will be troublesome.” Takagi Naohito brushed aside Qing Sheng’s hair and examined the swelling, which was now quite obvious and seemed about to rupture the skin.

Zuo Feibai nodded and, together with Jing Yi, stepped out again and returned to the Grand Hall. Luo Xiang and Ye Zijun also made a round of the front courtyard before coming back.

Yet Ye Li appeared anxious and restless, her own phone in the hands of Lu Baiting. She worried about Ye Jianming seeking her out and was also concerned about Song Youxi’s condition.

His voice gradually lowered, then suddenly he laughed—a laugh blending compassion and malevolence, two contrasting tones seemingly overlapping.

Clutching the collar of his garment and peering inside, all that remained beyond white were red marks he had bitten into himself.

It was also evident that the Qingchen family’s previous scheme had failed, and they now intended to use this trophy to incite conflict between them and Jiang Rui.

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Everyone gradually set down their bowls, except for Jiang Rui, who continued to focus on picking up more food, seemingly intent on having seconds.

Once this talisman was cast, it was clear that Wang Xianzhi’s legs began to weaken, and his attacks became less forceful.

This was probably the first time in five years together that Ye Li witnessed Lu Baiting completely sever ties with her over the matter of Lu Nanxin.

Tianzong nodded and instinctively glanced at his senior sister, Jin Ling Shengmu, who gave him an encouraging look. Then Tianzong bade farewell to the Earth Deity and their fellow disciples and flew back to Tianling Temple on his sword.

Wei Changshun also could not sleep, not out of pity for his eldest cousin but out of concern for himself. Had he not summoned the evil spirits, his eldest cousin’s family would not have been possessed, and he feared being tainted by karmic retribution.

Shen Changqing’s previous incarnation had been a trainee exorcist in the Demon Suppression Bureau, the lowest rank among the exorcists.

Whether or not to proceed depended on Li Guolou’s mood. He continued to punish Zhen Yuhuan at will. The two kissed passionately as Li Guolou devoured the rouge from Zhen Yuhuan’s lips.

Just as everyone was astonished, a red shadow flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, both the Snow Wolf Divine Token and the red shadow vanished without a trace, as if they had never appeared. Even the powerful aura once radiating from the Divine Token disappeared completely.