074. The Three Powers Join Forces
Gu Tianhua averted his gaze with a hint of disdain. He simply couldn’t bear to look. Just compare: both are sons, yet look at Wei Xun—so accomplished, with a boundless future ahead. Then there’s his own son, whose only talent seems to be provoking his anger. Forget it, out of sight, out of mind.
Once everyone was seated, the tea master gently poured fragrant tea for the guests. Wisps of steam curled upward, adding a touch of Zen-like tranquility to this important business meeting.
At present, only he had returned alone to the ancient city of Lin’an, and had personally crushed the Bai family. The first person Liu Jiankun would suspect would undoubtedly be Su Yunxuan.
The two of them looked up and saw a middle-aged, obese man lumbering toward them, gasping for breath. His eyes shone brightly, almost like light bulbs, a stark contrast to his previously despondent state.
During the meeting, each major sect voiced their opinions—not only expressing their vision for development but also laying bare the risks and opportunities they now faced. In terms of adapting to a market-driven approach to cultivation, they still lacked experience and were unprepared for the tidal wave of economic change.
The seemingly naïve Kong Ling’er finally revealed her extraordinary nature, commanding newfound respect. In the hearts of all who had watched the proceedings in a daze, she was now as formidable as Nezha of the heavenly realm.
Perhaps this was for the best. At least his disappointment was somewhat eased. As he gained more experience, the shocks would become less overwhelming, and, in time, he would gradually improve.
Qian Duo, bruised and aching from his beating, felt a sudden surge of hope at the old man’s words. He knew that if the old man intervened, there was a seventy percent chance the matter would be resolved.
Lu Tao, like a caring elder brother, gently stroked Ren Ying’s hair. In his eyes, there was only the pure affection of a brother for his sister, without the slightest trace of any other emotion.
Though the broodmother itself was immobile, the insect general led its swarm far and wide in search of food for her. Wherever they went, not a blade of grass was left; both humans and monsters alike became their prey.
“Fengsheng, you cunning, treacherous female! You even brought accomplices!” Feng'an gnashed his teeth, glaring at Fengsheng.
They were furious—truly enraged; a murderous aura filled them, a presence that threatened to sweep everything aside.
When Sun Buqi first proposed this event, it was with the intention of selling a batch of T-shirts to the registered students. For various reasons, the plan faltered halfway, but he hadn’t entirely abandoned the idea of commercialization.
“So now it’s your memory that’s failing? I just said we’re here to see the True Master of Pingyang.” The youth spread his hands in exasperation.
That night, Sun Wu also gained much. The three of them walked home in high spirits, discussing the best way to prepare cicada larvae for eating.
Without the Sun Lord’s Sword, even if Zheng Chen had survived, he would likely have ended up in the state Mouse had described.
As for the traitor-in-chief, Liu Guangzheng knew exactly what he wanted—a partner to show off with. No matter how impatient Liu Guangzheng felt, he did his best to humor the man’s fantasies and play along.
He never stopped to consider how despicable his own actions were; instead, he blamed everyone else. He Da Qiang was the epitome of selfishness.
Qing You had run a hundred meters when he saw that green light, nearly two hundred yards long, descend from the sky. His face turned ashen. He had thought Zheng Chen would deploy the Eight Sword Array, but the reality caught him off guard. This beam of green light was impossible for him to evade; all he could do was muster every means at his disposal to withstand the blow.
A five-hundred-strong army was nothing before the vast Daqin Empire’s million-strong force, yet for Chen Fan and his company of one hundred, it was an adversary too formidable to ignore. After all, in sheer numbers alone, the enemy outnumbered them several times over.
As for Ye Chu, she had no particular thoughts about marriage. In this life, all she wished was to change the fates of her family and friends, and to completely rewrite Ye Jiarou’s destiny.