Chapter 38: The Buddha's Light of Mount Huang

Jiang Yuan laughed and asked Cheng Yubai, “Why did you kick your second uncle down? Do you have so much money that you can burn it? You might as well transfer it to me. Even gifts get a cut taken by the platform.”

In the livestream, her mother was thanking Cheng Yubai.

Cheng Yubai said, “I’m trying to win Auntie Jiang’s favor.”

Jiang Yuan asked bluntly, “Why are you trying to win my mother’s favor?”

Before she could finish, she saw Uncle Cheng throw another gift. In the blink of an eye, he knocked Cheng Yubai from the top spot, as if to say, “Your uncle will always—”

After the second half began, Club América changed its strategy. Instead of always placing the final shot near the inside channels during its wing attacks, the team began making deep runs down both flanks before reaching the byline and sending in crosses.

“Could it really not exist?” The thought flashed through Liu Pan’s mind for an instant. Yet anything that could be touched by a physical hand, as well as every form of perception, including spiritual sense and mental power, would all be obstructed. How could it possibly not exist?

Furthermore, the Tenglong Club had established branch academies in every prefecture-level city throughout E Province. In other words, Tenglong Club had completed the framework of its youth-training system across the province. From here on, aside from expanding into neighboring provinces and cities, it only needed to gradually supplement or further explore the province’s youth-training resources.

Liu Xuan said nothing. At that moment, he was desperately anxious, terrified that the things on him would be discovered by this ancestor-level figure. After all, he had obtained at least a hundred spiritual materials and spirit herbs this time—far exceeding the target set by the three great sects.

For several days afterward, carriages traveled constantly between Lulong and the surrounding areas. But what they carried was neither weapons nor provisions. Each carriage was filled with human heads.

When he had finished speaking, Feng Yunshan directly appointed Li Shanlan as Minister of Education. Cheng Huancai remained Deputy Minister of Education, while the former minister, Xu Xiangguang, was transferred to serve as Governor-General of Jiaori, overseeing Jiaozhi and Rinan Provinces.

Zhao An voiced the doubt in his heart. In the Wind Arena, people were almost constantly fighting and competing for treasures throughout the vast valley. The brutal survival-of-the-fittest nature of the cultivation world could be witnessed there in miniature. Yet these people before him seemed to have nothing to do, as though they paid no attention to cultivation at all.

Meanwhile, over the course of that half month, a wave that would shake the entire universe had already begun to show its first signs on Ziming Star. Within just a few days, batches of antidotes to the demon poison began appearing on the black market of Ziming Star.

Zuo Zongtang was equally decisive. With a casual wave of his hand, the two lines of soldiers in the square below immediately shoved and herded the kneeling British soldiers out of the square.

A low wall in front of the French concession had already been demolished. Several thousand people formed a human barricade, completely surrounding the French concession.

What Oliver had spoken just now was indeed Mandarin. Although his pronunciation was still somewhat unclear, it did not prevent anyone from understanding him. It seemed he had put considerable effort into learning it.

Even Xiao Long, who was only half a step away from becoming a True Immortal, would find it extremely difficult to refine it completely.

The moment Liu Yanghe finished speaking, he immediately felt a chill shoot straight into his heart. Killing intent gleamed in Fei Kuang’s eyes as his gaze fell upon him.

“The son of Kuang Gang”—wasn’t he supposed to be nothing more than a spoiled wastrel? How could he possess such unfathomable methods, capable of defying both gods and ghosts?

Gu Wanqin’s lips twitched. This man… and he still had the mood to joke around? Had he really not deceived her? Was he truly that Chu Tianxing?

The Yin-Eroding Demon Lord fled at full speed, his eyes flickering repeatedly. If I escape just like this, those two should no longer be able to track my whereabouts. I’ll head to the Far West immediately and find a way to release all the great demons. Then I won’t have to suffer setbacks at every turn. Hmph. Does this Son of Destiny truly think he can keep leading me around by the nose?

Just as Luo Chenguang was about to snatch off the bracelet, Wu Yumeng reacted at once. She drew back her hand and avoided Luo Chenguang’s grasp.

There were roughly twenty of them, all men. They were walking on foot, making their way around Meteorite City. It appeared that they were preparing to enter the city.

Chu Yue smashed a fist into the squirrel’s head. He gritted his teeth, wanting to curse at it, but in the end, not a single word came out.