Chapter 57: Sweet Troubles

The buzz generated by Enjoy Yourself To-night spread like wildfire.

Overnight, the name "Chan's Bottled Dessert Soup" became a household name.

The phones were ringing off the hook, the shops were packed with customers inquiring about the bottled products, and both the standard stores and mobile sales points faced immense pressure.

Many customers directly asked, "Do you sell that bottled dessert soup here?"

Chen Bingwen became the most anxious yet calmest person in the entire company.

Faced with this overwhelming momentum, it would be unwise to deploy troops for a desperate, cornered fight when surrounded on all sides—a major taboo in long-range warfare. It seemed they had to rely on individual maneuvers; charging forward alone to storm the city would undoubtedly be suicide, leaving retreat as the only option. Thinking of this, Zheng Dian's eyes lit up. Yes, advancing by retreating.

It would be one thing for ordinary children or even adults to express astonishment at flight, but what kind of person was Bai Xuening? Almost everyone around her could fly; she should have been used to it long ago.

Therefore, when facing these things, Li Yi remained completely calm. After just a glance, he walked straight into the depths of the Goddess Palace.

Meng Xiongfei's twin horns pierced the empty air, and the tiger demon tumbled down at that moment. Although it wasn't pierced, a few tufts of its fur were scorched by the flames attached to Meng Xiongfei's horns, and the burning flesh caused a sharp pain. Landing on the ground, it let out another roar and prepared to turn and pounce again, when suddenly a fireball came hurtling toward its backside.

The others also broke into mischievous grins. "Good, let them fight it out! That way we can peacefully search for our phantom spirits!" They couldn't help but burst into laughter, instantly easing the tense atmosphere.

Cheng Weiliang smiled without speaking. Since the big boss remained silent, an assistant had to show some awareness. Facing the two mothers' doubts, Fu Yongqing consciously stepped forward to play the bad cop.

"You are already eighteen and capable of making your own independent decisions! Since you've made up your mind, then—welcome!" Cheng Weiliang smiled and extended his hand to her.

A group of young artists from the ATV training class, who had either not yet graduated or had only been acting for a year or two, began chattering excitedly about what had just happened after Cheng Weiliang and the others left.

What worried Xiao Qingfeng and the others now was that although they possessed Golden Immortal cultivation and their magical power had undergone a qualitative transformation, they lacked the corresponding divine arts and spells. At the Golden Immortal level, divine arts and spells could generally be executed effortlessly at will, without the need for complex hand seals, incantations, or lengthy preparatory work.

For Sima Chongcheng, at the advanced age of sixty, to make such a plea was a sight that even Zhao Zongzong found difficult to bear. Yet Sima Chongcheng's words gave Zhao Zongzong a different perspective: after all, the Red Lotus Sect was currently the premier sect of Taoism, with followers spread across the length and breadth of the country, numbering presumably far beyond tens of thousands. Wouldn't it be wonderful if they could be brought under his control and put to use?

Those calm eyes were now filled with tenderness: Before meeting you, I had no desire for romance; after meeting you, I want only you.

Fu Shencheng rushed her to the hospital immediately. The wound on her shoulder had split open, and crimson blood had already seeped through her gown.

The next step was to figure out what kind of situation this world was really in. Forget about finding any treasures for now; at the very least, they needed to know where the exit was.

During military training, Jiang Ruodong had missed the top-tier talent of Tonghai's Seventh Platoon. If he remembered correctly, Su Chai's surge had already begun today; today's fluctuation was small, rising by three points.

If disciples of the Immortal Gate couldn't even use basic spiritual talismans, they might as well just wait to be bullied. Their existence wasn't just to make up numbers.

Mu Qianyue suspected this guy was all height and no brains. When she said she had no money, he actually believed her and told her to leave. Leave? How could she leave?

The vegetables produced by the space were of excellent quality. Occasionally, there were some that were crooked or not shaped very well, but those had already been sorted out when packing the baskets. Those people left happily with their vegetables, while Luo Runan not only ate noodles with Ji Nuan but also planned to go see Ji Nuan's new home and stay there for the night.