Chapter 101: The Manhunt

The Baby Boss Little Saint 1334 words 2026-04-13 22:49:41

A faint, involuntary smirk of irony curled at the corner of Yuan Xiangdie’s lips; she harbored no regrets about what had transpired. How could she have been worthy of him back then? That night was filled with helpless resignation—she was no longer the pure self she once was, having been ensnared by a cruel design.

Watching Yuan Xiangdie seated there, a touch of mockery recently etched into her expression, Pei Yuanye found himself uncertain whether to approach or to retreat. Surely, she had already noticed him.

“Hurry up and go. Only you can resolve this now. It’s all on you. The lady might seem easy to handle, but in truth, she’s even more difficult than the boss,” came the urging.

Pushed forward awkwardly, the two faced an uneasy moment.

Meiguo stared in astonishment as Xin Chang’s tall figure swept through the curtain. Instinctively, she tightened her posture. Yet the dense petals veiled the spring light shimmering in her eyes; only a small patch of snow-white shoulder was exposed.

The water rippled outward in waves, revealing at its center a magnificent palace, radiant and grand, like a crystal palace. The entire edifice was shrouded beneath a semi-circular purple dome, inside which glowed iridescent hues and auspicious lights, with a thousand streaks of shimmering color. Several cranes danced gracefully within, painting a scene of ethereal splendor.

Shen Fu carefully examined the last part of the merchant’s plan penned by Shang Yu. The best maritime charts of several southern nations lay clearly marked, alongside islands where fresh water could be replenished during the journey.

He once believed himself knowledgeable in military affairs, thinking the army’s methods were nothing extraordinary. But after hearing Yue Xiang’s words today, he felt as if a veil had been lifted from his eyes.

“It’s a creature that can swallow all the treasures of the world!” Shen Guangxi’s face was pale with fear, his gaze fixed on the two insects as if confronted by demons.

“I’m from the countryside. I know about castrating donkeys and horses, but I’ve never heard of castrating humans,” Chun Ni, who had been silent, suddenly perked up.

“Mm.” Nie Shao nodded. Though his grandfather had not revealed how far he had progressed in the Ice Heart Technique, it certainly wasn’t insignificant. Coupled with the Imperial Blade technique, his strength would not be inferior to Nie Cheng’s—unless he grew impatient and recklessly sought out martial masters. Otherwise, nothing untoward should occur.

The opponent before him did not wield some common counterfeit weapon used by gangs, but a genuine military-grade firearm crafted in America.

Though Shang Yu cried bitterly, he turned to glance at Xiang Lan’er beside him. She looked noticeably thinner, tears streaming from her eyes, yet her gaze was filled with tenderness and joy beyond measure.

Niu Er chuckled: just now, it was a case of a dog biting Lü Dongbin, failing to recognize kindness. They had shown goodwill, yet he spoke ill of them—was he even human?

Thinking this, he deliberately refrained from activating the Jade Ruyi talisman against the next attack, instead tossing out a flash card to evade the strike successfully.

The monster screamed in agony. From its eyes, it saw only a shadow. By the time it registered what had happened, the outcome was sealed.

“Let me repeat it—no matter how many times, it remains the same. Please don’t play dumb. I want your other half: the opportunity to use the ability of Ju Jingwa once more.” Yakumo Yukari spoke firmly.

Li Botian recalled the unofficial chronicles stating that Genghis Khan met Qiu Chuji six times in search of the secret to immortality. The immortal advised him to cease killing, to purify his heart, and to practice filial piety, cultivating virtue, nurturing his body, and thus prolonging his life.

“Perhaps, it’s because his hand hurts too much? Hmm!” His expression darkened, unpredictable. The only constant was his silence—his determination to grow stronger, so that once powerful, he could break free from Ju Ryotaro’s control and seek out Hinata to protect her.

Eight million spirit stones—compared to the true value of this Five Extremes Pill, it still fell short. If it were anyone else, they would never consent to sell it.

Within the mountain itself, this floor was arranged in the pattern of a primordial Bagua diagram, with rooms and corridors formed by these intricate designs.

Half a year ago, at the joint training session, Hansen had been drawn by his physical prowess. But since Hansen only possessed a second-round draft pick at the time, he had no choice but to select Brogdon.