Chapter 59: Entering the Angelic Temple
Seeing Golden Crocodile take a hit, Qian Yunyu and the elders all held back their laughter. Demongun glared fiercely at Golden Crocodile and said, "Serves you right! Let this be a lesson for getting too carried away and ending up in despair!"
While Golden Crocodile feared Qian Daoliu, he certainly didn't fear Demongun, so he glared right back at him. Combined, the ages of these two men exceeded two hundred years, yet whenever they got together, they were as childish as a pair of three-year-olds.
Qian Yunyu shook his head with a helpless smile and handed the Heavenly Star in his hand over to Qian Daoliu. "Grandfather, look, the Ice and Fire..."
Chen Chen was struck with a sudden inspiration, similarly giving a thumbs-up while flashing a row of brilliant white teeth.
"Does resurrection truly exist? Can someone be brought back to life with just a wisp of a lingering soul?" Shui Yinchchan asked, her eyes shining brightly.
The crowd, having waited outside the door for quite some time, surged forward the moment it opened, rushing into the brilliant illumination within.
Mu Chenghuan already felt wronged and lonely inside, and this only made her irritation flare up wildly, sending invisible fires darting through her.
Seeing them chatting so happily, Mo Xize quietly slipped away, leaving them a space of their own.
Stricter examiners were one aspect, but it was also an undeniable fact that IGO's standards for five-star chefs had been raised by a massive margin.
Bai Qingyu's lips moved, as if he wanted to explain something, only to find he had nothing to say. Naturally, he knew his disciple better than anyone else. Since Zhuo Yunyitian was clearly human, how could he possibly be a five-clawed golden dragon? Could it be... some sort of illusion?
"If you accompany me to eat stinky tofu right now, I might consider it," Wu Lian'er blinked her star-bright eyes.
In the days that followed, the caravan was periodically attacked by one or two waves of spirit beasts. However, thanks to Shui Yinchchan—who acted like a stimulant-fueled nemesis of snow spirit beasts—along with the dark-attribute Profound cultivator Ye Jie, and Maoqiu launching sneak attacks every now and then, the combat capability of the caravan was strongly guaranteed, and no further heavy casualties occurred.
Yet not a single person stepped back. Child Elder Tianshan and Li Qiushui pressed their palms together, strands of true qi surging and grinding back and forth between them.
"From now on, Cheng Yu will be your new emperor, and Wei Yushuang will serve as the state protector. Annual tributes must be sent to the Holy Dragon Dynasty, and the detailed inventory will be delivered shortly," Leng Yue said indirectionlessly, leaving the ministers drenched in cold sweat.
"Got it! But I'm not changing my mind. Bye-bye!" Lin Jiachun's father said with a smiling expression.
The single phrase "acknowledging a thief as your mother" made both Ling He and the First Madam's bodies shudder simultaneously, as a deep sense of terror crept into their hearts. Only then did the First Madam realize how utterly ignorant she had been. With matters having reached this point, what she needed to do was protect her status within the Feng household, rather than badgering the master to help the Wang family establish connections.
"I heard from Eagle that you have a batch of goods you want to offload, so I wanted to chat with you and see if there's any possibility of cooperation," the fat man shifted into a sanctimonious expression. With his massive head and trembling rolls of fat across his face, no matter how one looked at him from near or far, he resembled nothing less than a pig's head.
I replied to the mysterious person's text message. The content was: Mysterious person, why won't you tell me your name? Do I know you? Also, why is your cell phone number unreachable?
Yet there was no time to dwell on that now; she had to finish the run within this timeframe. Because of the time just wasted, she had fallen far behind many others. As the medicinal effect took hold, Bai Mulian began to firmly steady the reins, keeping her body as low as possible, practically lying flat across the horse's back.
"Really? Ouyang, your taste is truly wonderful! Just now, I had the exact same thought." Ouyang Pengcheng had known Xu Huiqiong for some time, but this was the first time he had seen her act with such naive and adorable coquettishness. Even though he already possessed an entire forest, he could not help but bow before this pure and beautiful blossom right before his eyes.
"Copy this video and store it in the Ministry of State Security archives—top secret classification!" The elderly man watched the video to the end and instructed the special operations personnel with a stern expression.