122. A Fortunate Opportunity

" Mimi, what is this?"
Lin Guodong and his wife looked at the stack of bank cards before them in complete bewilderment, unable to fathom what their daughter was planning.
After dinner, as the couple sat on the living room sofa, Lin Mimi had pulled a stack of bank cards from her bag and placed them directly onto the coffee table.
It was no exaggeration; there were at least a dozen cards from different banks, stacked neatly together.
Lin Mimi patted the stack of cards and said in a calm tone,
"Master Black Dragon, what do you mean by this? I will ask you one question: are you going to help me with this matter or not?" Lin Manshan, growing anxious, questioned the Black Dragon directly.
However, Lu Qing was no fool. The reason he walked in this direction was to lure the surrounding spirit-beasts to follow him, so he could shake them all off at once. He certainly did not believe that by teaming up with Ji Batian, he could defeat the members of the Spirit Taming Sect.
As for the system's romance function, Qiao Yang did not care; he mainly used the system for learning and had no intention of using it to pursue romance.
A row of sedans from Hehe City drove up, their hazard lights flashing. The doors opened simultaneously, and the people who stepped out were wearing hard hats and carrying weapons.
She pulled a crate of beer out, leaving the trunk open, walked to the front of the car, and dropped the crate at her feet. She took out a can of beer, sat casually on the hood, and tilted her head back to drink.
Before this, it was only because of Lu Chen’s character and talent that she had reluctantly accepted him as her "master."
Xiao Wang was heading to the hospital to visit the injured, while the director went aside to supervise the staff as they finished the final wrap-up work.
It was a Tuesday morning, and just as the market continued its slide at nine o'clock, they immediately convened a press conference.
In fact, as Lu Qing had anticipated, the Hundred Peaks Kingdom was no longer buying fire spirit stones; instead, they were selling them off at a low price—three taels of gold for one tael of stone, which was even lower than the standard rate. The Assassin Alliance knew that Lu Qing had been trapped in the formation for these past few days, so they were trying to exploit his ignorance of current market prices to trade for their two captured assassins.
With an apron, rubber gloves, a dust cap on her head, and a rag in her hand—what on earth had she been through these past few days?
In the Shura Prison Earth, besides the colossal Asura clan, there were the Blood Whale Imperial clan, the Four-Eyed Water Ape Imperial clan, and the Blood-Armored Dragon Turtle Imperial clan. However, the Shura Heavenly Venerate was so formidable that even with these three imperial clans united, they were barely able to catch their breath under the Asura clan's oppression, let alone the other tribes.
Unable to contact Ye Mengqing for the time being, he decided to settle down first. Besides, his demonic avatar was on the verge of advancing to the Void Refining stage, so it was not a good time to be running around.
Within the hibiscus-curtained bed, the lovers frolicked. Her breathtaking face, her graceful figure, the towering peaks of her chest, and her slender waist—everything was filled with the natural, warm luster of white jade. Even a gentleman who could remain unmoved while sitting with a beauty would find it difficult to resist such a temptation that stimulated the senses to the extreme.
It seemed that the items redeemed previously did not count, but fortunately, he now had a 20% discount on redeeming items.
Putting other things aside, just this display alone—the simultaneous manifestation of hundreds of spatial gates, and the way he manipulated them like extensions of his own arms to deflect every ice spike and icicle—the Emperor Yingtian’s mastery of spatial power was truly breathtaking.
"Doris can go." Elvira couldn't help but try it again. Finally, she discovered that she was the only one who couldn't get out. The water orbs could pass through, but she was barred; whenever she touched the barrier, she felt a numbing sensation and was blocked from exiting.
What alarmed him even more was that the conceptual Taiji, which had previously existed within his Dantian, had now appeared in his spiritual world, hanging high like a sun.
"The last time I came to Yellow Dragon Mountain..." Ban Ming tried his best to recall when he had last visited, but he could not remember exactly.
Before the words had even faded, the Heaven-Negating Saint Venerate punched out, his violent blood energy pouring down like hundreds of thousands of galaxies, suppressing all worlds and heavens.