Chapter 63: Life Hanging by a Thread

"Xu Yang, what's wrong?" Sensing something off about Xu Yang's expression, Bai Xiaochen asked in confusion.

"Do you have any enemies?" Xu Yang gazed at Bai Xiaochen's face, his expression grave.

At these words, Bai Xiaochen's face changed involuntarily. Instinctively, she raised her hand to touch the scar on her face.

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Wu Wei couldn't tell whether he was looking at the other side of the lake from earlier, or an entirely different body of water. He glanced over it several times.

Yangqin was stunned the moment she heard. Several times before, when she’d come in and seen Zhang Yuxin’s state, she had already felt a sense of despair. She believed Zhang Yuxin could never come up with that much money, and that Dreamland might not even exist tomorrow.

Slightly inferior to that, for example, was Flower Fruit Mountain—Monkey King's own domain—where he gathered a troop of monkeys, all practicing spiritual cultivation techniques. Of course, even if Monkey King wasn't a sage, he was at least a celestial immortal, and among the monkeys were many powerful ones.

The battle in Danyang was at a stalemate for now. Judging from the Sun family’s intentions, they didn't seem eager to break the deadlock anytime soon. As for Liu Bei, it went without saying—his focus was on carefully managing his own modest territory for the time being.

These past few days, he had been kneeling here; at first, quite a few people came to watch the spectacle, but later, not even the curious bothered to show up.

"Brother Chen!" Jiang Ming felt an overwhelming surge of excitement in his heart. He turned at the sound, mist gathering in his eyes.

"Hold on, just ten minutes," Nanbeitong reminded Zhou Yingjie, making it clear he must not move. If the yang energy was lost now, there would be nothing he could do.

The armored transport vehicle was parked right at the entrance of the sales center. Because Shunhui Group was responsible for the escort, the bank had only sent a driver and a security guard to assist.

Kelly instinctively stepped back a few paces. She even suspected that the Blood Angel had been targeting her all along.

Unexpectedly, when all the dishes were served, except for one basket of shumai without chili, the table was covered in a neat, fiery red array.

"Sorry to have disturbed you just now. I’d better head back," Chu Qianqian said with a smile, slightly bowing as a farewell.

Spirit stones weren’t worth much, making them perfect for Shao Yixuan to use as a reference for how much primordial energy was required to extract materials from the palm’s wasteland.

Only this door looked finely crafted. Though there were no carvings, its surface was polished to an exceptional smoothness, without the slightest roughness.

"Enough talk—I'll choose her! I, your lady, have plenty of money!" Leng Jiu declared, handing a gold ingot to the madam.

"Ah-choo, ah-choo!" Ning Luo sneezed several times in a row, wrapping her cotton-padded jacket tighter around herself. Though her clothes were wet, it was the thickest one she had. She sat by the fire, warming herself, and waited for her thoughts to clear.

If trouble really broke out, it would disgrace the royal family. Even if Wanwan went to report to the Emperor in secret, without letting others know, it still wasn't the ideal solution.

So, that evening at dinner, I told Grandpa Yan about what had happened.

You Kuixin's anger was blazing; she kept grumbling that Shao Yixuan was deliberately provoking her. Suddenly, she slapped her ear, completely shutting out his voice. Only then did her fury subside, and she glared coldly at Shao Yixuan, retreating step by step.

People were certain it was Liu Meier and that man—his identity was obvious without investigation, since that family was searching everywhere for someone.

As they spoke, the two finally arrived at Floating Star Pavilion. Sister Zhou and Xiao Wen entered the hall one after the other.

Shaking his head, Lin Tiansheng couldn't be bothered to argue with this petty official who only knew how to curry favor. He took the package, examined it, and tore it open.

This transformation in Emperor Ying Zheng left the Supreme Celestial Master visibly shocked. He hadn't expected Ying Zheng to possess such a bloody resolve, daring to abandon his own protection in this situation to fully confront Jiang Ziya and the others, whose cultivation was lacking. Such a shift was beyond his expectations.