Volume One, Chapter 48: Would It Be Alright If I Just Didn't Say Anything?

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Early the next morning, the phone’s ringtone pierced the morning silence. Su Wanqing stared at the name flashing on the screen and swiped to answer.

“The ashes can be yours,” Su Guoxing’s voice came through the line, firm and uncompromising. “But the contract must be changed. The shares you hold must be handed over to me in full—not just the proxy rights.”

Su Wanqing’s knuckles tightened slightly around the phone before she relaxed her grip.

The annual patent fees were enough to live on comfortably; those so-called dividends had never really mattered to her.

Exchanging material possessions for her mother’s ashes was a fair trade.

“Fine,” she replied decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

After a simple use...

Zhang Le was at a loss as to what reward he should ask for now. He already had plenty of jade coins, heavenly artifacts, and even the Nine Heavens Divine Sword. He felt he lacked nothing—only strength, perhaps.

Among them, some had clear goals, others drifted aimlessly. Those with simpler minds attributed the cruelty to other contenders and believed that because others resorted to ruthless means, they were forced to grow stronger and harden their hearts. This mindset could be called the first stage of understanding cruelty.

“This is the strength of the Dao Dan realm; it feels fantastic.” Zhang Le clenched his fists tightly, channeling Dao Yuan spiritual power into the bones of his arms. The trembling force thrilled him.

Wei Qilang strode a few steps to the bedside. A single glance was enough—he immediately realized A Ru was about to give birth, despite the late hour. Fortunately, he had already prepared everything earlier, so he wasn’t rushing around like a headless chicken.

“Alright, but can you tell me what exactly happened just now?” the Demon King asked.

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The Jadeite Public Auction had finally concluded. Yet the topic of this auction spread far and wide because someone had claimed the title of “Jadeite King” under the name of the Jadeite Monarch, ushering in a new era with the emergence of the “Taiji Jade King” in the jade and gemstone world.

In the infernal realm, only true hellish spirits dwell—no demons. Those demons, if they looked in the mirror, would likely be horrified by their own ugliness and wouldn’t even need inner demons to attack.

“We’re all students of the Spirit Martial Academy. Sister Yan is too polite.” Liu Yichen smiled. Yan Shiru, being a senior student at the Eastern Academy, was effectively a graduate of the Spirit Martial Academy and, by seniority, was indeed Liu Yichen’s senior.

“Master, why don’t we occupy this planet? It’s much larger than the human realm.” Kui Niu turned his head toward the empty prow of the ship.

At this point, Zhang Jinglin understood perfectly. That wretched woman, facing the end, didn’t want to leave and had colluded with the manager to inform her uncle.

The God of War offered no explanation. Seeing this, Long Aotian helplessly closed his eyes and began to accept the assessment task.

If she got angry... would she, once his leg healed, bring up a divorce?

Andalinair’s words abruptly stopped as the last part of its body dissolved into glowing light.

The black bear bared its bloody maw and roared at Su Han, its cruel and fierce eyes locked on him.

Qin Shi carefully explained her plan to her elder brother, Qin Qi, who expressed approval and support for his sister’s decision.

Truth be told, when Lu Jianghuai was asleep, Meng Tingwan felt fine and easily accepted having a husband who would never awaken—after all, it was as if he were not there at all.

The others were equally uneasy. These guardians, who had silently protected the people from behind the scenes, were now thrust into the spotlight for the first time, clearly struggling to adapt.

However, due to the renovations attracting many tourists, the basic customer flow remained steady with visitors coming to check in and take photos, so there was no loss.

She comforted herself this way, unaware that her initial avoidance had slowly turned into acceptance of her feelings for her brother.

Chen Sang and the others had returned from the dining hall. The watermelon juice on the table remained untouched as they all eyed Bai Li with measuring gazes.

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“What are you looking at? Just do what you’re supposed to.” The Rock, unable to argue with Yao Ye, vented his frustration on the onlookers.

From the caves in and out, he saw the elegantly dressed stranger Meng Yang. He thought Meng Yang was the team leader filming from above, minding his own business. What Meng Yang didn’t expect was that the miners here were ordinary people without spiritual power, or warriors with very low spiritual force.

He wanted to test this simple episodic drama—it was the least likely to break down. Even moving it to the first floor of the Dahe Nei wouldn’t collapse it. He just didn’t believe his storytelling ability was really inadequate.

“Mr. Zheng, I know him. He’s my friend,” Cao Qianqian said casually, disregarding the surprised expressions around her.

“But since it’s amplifying one’s own effects, it’s generally better than exchanging damage with other bosses. Also, wild map bosses don’t usually run away, right? It wouldn’t happen that they suddenly flee mid-fight, would it?” a player named Silent Asura joined the commentary.

“I see. After hearing this, Jia Ling and the others agreed with Shi Bin’s opinion, so they settled on the scheme of swapping the raccoon for the prince.”

Silence fell again at the scene. Those mutants all covered their fragile spots, becoming protectors of the 'flower.' The referee wiped cold sweat from his brow, declared the winner, and called the next victim—no, contestant.

Xialuo’s face tightened; he could only clear his throat to mask his embarrassment. Honestly, seeing Loki was like seeing a protective sibling, as if he wanted to worship Bicheng’s so-called masters like ancestors. He had indeed cursed Loki as a fool in his heart.

Meng Yang was shocked. As he regained his spiritual knowledge, he continued to bleed essence from his eyebrows and heart.

He had a distant view from the treetop. Now, more than just a large beast and a bear were fighting there. That was why he remained perched in the tree, observing instead of descending.

When Mo Li arrived, the program crew hadn’t come yet and seemed unaware of the fight happening near the restrooms.

After Su Chen passed by, he said nothing and directly took Cheng Feng out, heading toward the village’s porridge stall.

Compared to Cao Cao, Liu Biao—historically inferior in capability and ambition—was clearly a softer target.