Volume 1, Chapter 151: Possessiveness and Jealousy

"In the future, our company will have business dealings with the Mo Corporation, and I don't want you to misunderstand me," Yao Nan said. "Targeting you at my previous company was just to vent some frustration for Rujin. Although it accomplished nothing and made me look rather petty."

Su Li did not know whether to laugh or not. "You certainly are straightforward."

"You are President Mo's wife, and President Mo is our client. I'm confessing this to you simply to earn a bit of goodwill in your eyes. If I ever run into difficulties at work in the future, I might inevitably need to ask you for a favor."

"Ha. Now I realize you truly have the potential to be a boss." Su Li was thoroughly impressed by how far ahead she had planned.

Yao Nan smiled. "Just speaking the truth. I with..."

As this exclamation rang out, the entire crowd instinctively fell silent. Even the bewildered peasants and tenant farmers stopped in their tracks. Everyone turned to look at Zhu Da. All panic had vanished, replaced by an eerie stillness—though this quietness stemmed more from instinctive numbness and obedience.

"Three? Did you say you saw three people escorting Gaara?" Kakashi asked with a frown.

Oh? Xing Tianyu was somewhat surprised upon hearing these three answers. Compared to their mental energy reserves of six to seven hundred, or even over a thousand, wasn't this value far too low?

He did not panic much, for he had a feeling that he could wake up from this dream at any moment. This sensation had arisen inexplicably, and Xing Tianyu could not explain why he felt this way, yet he possessed absolute confidence.

When Li Ming walked in, Ye Zhiyuan had just hung up the phone. After a brief pause, he gave a slight nod of greeting toward Ye Zhiyuan.

Consequently, seven more names were added to Wu Yingguan's roster, namely Lady Spider One through Lady Spider Seven.

These words left Xiao Zhen completely speechless, his complexion alternating between pale and flushed. It was impossible to say he was not angry, but back then he truly had been overly confident, believing that a demigod without magic spells would lack any combat capability. Instead, he had been utterly thrashed by Baroth. Knowing he was in the wrong, he simply kept his mouth shut and drank his wine in sullen silence.

Yu Rou stood behind her, her expression darkening slightly. However, considering there were other guests present—and although their intentions were hardly pure—she could not afford to lose her manners over it, and thus naturally had little else to say.

Time advanced by another half-month or so. She was now over four months pregnant, and her belly had begun to show. Her long-running ordeal with morning sickness finally came to a permanent end one fine morning.

Sharing a carriage with Baili Wuchen once again, Yu Weiwei still felt an inescapable sense of pressure.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Deities of the Sexagenary Cycle, and a host of other immortals appeared in mid-air. Behind them stood nearly two hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals, sealing off the entire Guanjiangkou so tightly not even a drop of water could pass through.

She walked out, summoned her trusted maid to give a few instructions, and then turned her gaze toward the direction of her father's courtyard, displaying an expression filled with sorrow yet laced with hatred.

Suddenly, two adult hands reached out from both sides of him, palms overlapping to press down upon the back of his fair hand. Before he could react, a gentle yet firm push guided his hand downward, finally fulfilling that inner impulse he had harbored.

He remembered that inside the Lingta Precious Tree, he had lost consciousness due to a powerful shockwave. When he regained consciousness, he was already here.

Everyone lay flat and motionless, not a single person daring to stir. Even when bitten by mosquitoes or ants, they endured it all without shifting an inch, resembling dozens of corpses sprawled across the ground.

Inside the vehicle, screams, curses, and cries rang out, while the seven people outside sat paralyzed along the roadside. Some leaned against one another, others tilted their heads to gaze at the scene unfolding within the car, their expressions complex.

"This person is an old friend of mine, though we have not seen each other in over a century. When we parted ways back then, she was still in her spiritual cultivation state. To become what she is now is surely not her own wish. I earnestly beseech you, Senior, to show mercy outside the bounds of the law, and I shall certainly find a way to purge the demonic energy and demonic soul from within her!" He bowed deeply and sincerely.

Fifteen hundred years ago, he had sworn brotherhood with Sun Wukong at the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit to jointly defy the Heavenly Court. Following their defeat, they were hunted down all the way until he escaped back to his old home in the North Sea, where he continued his bitter cultivation.

Qin Bin had just broken off his engagement with her, and his betrothal gifts had barely arrived at the Grand General's Manor, only for him to immediately hook up with Ji Rujia and plot against her behind her back.

As the fair maiden gradually walked away, his longing spread like the spring mountains, endlessly extending toward the boundless horizon.

As for Su Xin right now, her main task was sitting in her room waiting for Qian Yuan to arrive. Besides, Wen Jian—that fellow who felt unwell all over if he didn't drive the original owner nearly to death—was going to come over and deliver bananas again shortly.

This time upon returning, Gu Ye brought only Huahao with her. Yuanyuan was left at home to look after the courtyard and the pharmaceutical factory. Knowing her picky palate, she might stay for a while, and Aunt Yan was worried, so she had tagged along as well. Ingredients had already been secured in town; cooking her own meals back home would be much more comfortable.

Just then, a servant came up to summon Qin Wu downstairs. Qin Wu's eyes lit up—could it be that Gong Cheng had managed to handle Xiao Mo?

That night of escape had made her all the more aware of Chu Haoyuan's ruthlessness. She was no masochist and certainly wouldn't invest her emotions in Chu Haoyuan.

Thus, the moment Xuan appeared, the entire military camp lit up, with night and day interchanging in a fleeting instant.

After a cigarette, I wiped away my own tears, went out to wash my face, returned, closed the door, and lay down on the bed to sleep. I had no idea how long I slept, but I was eventually awakened by knocking outside. Opening my eyes in a daze, I walked out to find it was Number 27, who had somehow managed to scrounge up some food and told me to come eat.

She had no desire to encounter such a situation again. With the current crisis pressing down, she had to subdue these three men first, making them admire Gong Cheng from the bottom of their hearts, in order to maximize the team's combat strength.

Yet Ji Yu showed not the slightest bit of fear. At that very moment, he actually retracted the fist he had used to prop up the giant red claw.

A basin of cold water poured down, causing Gong Lisang to slowly open those slightly upturned fox-like eyes. After making out everything before him, he struggled fiercely for a few moments, only to realize he was bound so tightly he could not move at all.

Compared to the ill-fated comrade Kir Airod, the Raycuran Alien was undoubtedly much luckier—at least Cheng Fan had no direct way to open a spatial corridor and warp straight to their nest.

Xu Yang had not anticipated that Ye Zhi Qiu, who back then was merely at the Manifestation Stage and required his protection, had already surpassed him in cultivation realm. Coupled with his magical treasures, his combat power would likely be astonishing! This vastly exceeded his expectations.

Hearing Lee Jae-yong's reply, Lee Fung suddenly came to a realization. He cast a meaningful glance at Lee Boo-jin and responded with a smile.

When practiced to the highest realms, demonic energy condenses into armor, turning the entire body pitch black like a black jiangshi. When mastered to perfection, exercising one's internal energy causes a layer of scales to grow over the body, with two fleshy horns protruding from the head and a wide, fanged mouth—a truly terrifying sight.