Chapter 63: Descent of the Gods, Rise of a Legend, and US Dollar Panic

By openly and grandly exposing Ma Kangjian's scandalous behavior today, wasn't he essentially slapping the "Blade" in the face by proxy?

After the three of them went on stage, they carefully inspected the five magical instruments one by one, confirming that their artifact patterns had been completely repaired and they were ready for normal use.

"Like your sister, I won't even mention the lower half—shorts paired with boots are fine, and the shirt on top is alright too, but what the hell do you mean by putting a pig's head on me?" Xu Yiming said, suppressing the urge to throw punches.

Xu Yiming grimaced as he spread open the palm he had just used to test strength against his opponent. It was charred black and still emitted the scent of roasted meat.

He Yafei had made a new discovery; the baby communicating within his seed-form sea of consciousness seemed a bit different today.

Yelu Zheng stared blankly at the peerless beauty in that direction, uselessly forgetting to release his arrow. Seizing this golden opportunity, Han Qing pushed aside the stunned enemy soldiers on both sides and caught up with Bai Bian's group.

"Manager Liu, how about this? We only want half of the prize money, and we'll use the other half to trade for five minutes of meeting time. Make an exception for us, and consider it doing my brother a favor," Li Xiang suggested.

Gritting his teeth, he executed a skillful cross-leg dribble, bypassing one defender with a left-side crossover. The defender who hurried to catch up hadn't expected Gao Jian's speed to be quite so impressive.

Everyone believed that the Nordic genius's bloodline power contained a potent poison, which had led to the decline of Chen Junru's talent and strength. However, Chen Junru knew very well that while the poison existed, the signs of his eventual defeat had already manifested long ago.

"Take it! There's no way you'd have any. How much do you want? I heard him say two thousand." Shao Baige took out two thousand with a huff from her purse and handed it to Beibei.

Yuan Haochen was instantly startled. Believing he had been plotted against, he was seized with panic, his complexion draining of color. If King Qi had sent him to test his loyalty, he was truly doomed, and perhaps his wife had already met with harm as well.

About an hour later, most of the guests at the Grand Princess's estate had arrived. Madam Wen had Yu Ning'er come out to receive the guests, accompanied by Cheng Ziyan and Jiuzhu. When the matrons in the courtyard caught sight of Jiuzhu, they stared at her as if eyeing prime prey, making Jiuzhu feel utterly uncomfortable all over.

Over on the other side, Kate and the others had already subdued the giant rat, and the few remaining ones simply fled.

Meng Xiuzhu drank the medicine, and half an hour later, his complexion improved somewhat. The physician said he would wake up in at most two hours, causing the group to breathe a massive sigh of relief.

"Ah-Qi, my husband, can you tell me whether I am your wife or your enemy?" Tears flooded her vision.

As for Lu Fei, the most irresponsible of all, he had either been bewitched by Jiang Qin'ge or seduced by her, which was why he cast aside the mourning period and immediately begged Empress Dowager Mingsu to bestow a marriage upon them.

This time, He Silang was not as stern and silent as before. He only instructed his men to firmly remember everything he had taught them during this period, apply it skillfully, and exploit their opponents' weaknesses.

He Siye truly had not known that there were so many rules and taboos associated with planting trees. Lin Lan nodded in agreement; her father at home used to say the same thing, as an old adage warned against planting mulberry trees right in front of the doorway.

As soon as trouble struck Cheng Ziyan, her fiancé, Young Master Lin, went into hiding, and the Lin family was the first to come and call off the engagement. Wasn't this simply rubbing salt into Cheng Ziyan's wounds? Jiuzhu's impression of the Lin family plummeted instantly.

Qi Ye suddenly felt a bad premonition. Looking at the way Su Xuan was eyeing him, he actually felt a creeping sense of horror. Puzzled, he muttered inwardly: why on earth does his gaze make me feel so much pressure?

Among everyone present, looking at the young man quietly meditating in the corner, nobody would ever suspect him to be the second one.

Of course it had to be brought back to the room; could it possibly be left out to dry in the courtyard or on the balcony? If that were the case, this household would practically explode tomorrow.

"Useless trash, shut your mouth!" Hearing these words from his subordinate, Lin Tao's already grim expression grew even darker.

However, the Thai people were too few in number, and several of them had just taken the antidote—its effects had not yet fully set in, and the toxins were still wreaking havoc within their bodies.

"Forget it, just leave it there. It's written quite well. I'd like to see if he can truly live up to 'Drinking wildly while facing wine with a single smile, keeping deep infatuation unshared with others.'" Mu Wanting chuckled softly, instructed the servants to guard that wall well, and returned to the inner courtyard of the Mu residence, savoring the meaning of Wu Yi's two lyrical verses as she walked.

"My poor sister, it's all my fault as your younger sister. I shouldn't have brought you into the manor, or this wouldn't have happened." Madam Ma wept along with Aunt Lin.

After a while, Shen Yu frowned and opened his eyes. Having already reached the Nascent Soul realm, how was it that his divine sense was still unable to locate where the primordial essence of the earth resided?

Actually, Mou Bin was also very much inclined to break his word, except that his head was currently tied to the waist of the Hongzhi Emperor. Whenever the Emperor grew displeased, whether he would be treated like a kickball or a nightstool was entirely up to fate.

"Uncle Lin, I've come to pay a visit today, and I apologize for the intrusion." The young man said very politely, bowing slightly toward Lin Guoliang.

As the announced results came out, an uproar instantly erupted in the arena, with everyone's faces displaying a mixture of shock and excitement.

Chakra is an energy extracted from spiritual and physical elements; the firmer and clearer one's mental state is, the stronger the corresponding chakra becomes.

Xia Zi nodded hurriedly, facing the camera. The man who wanted to take her picture smiled somewhat shyly and timidly. Those thick, greasy spectacle lenses caused all his glances to retract back into the camera, pointing the deep, unknown lens straight at Xia Zi, leaving only an inexplicable upward curve of his lips.

"Drive him further away," Zhu Da swung up onto his horse and casually instructed a hired laborer. The laborer acknowledged the order and went off to chase him away with a wooden spear.

Zhao Mingshan couldn't help smiling, then watched as Niu Liang walked toward the front gate. Niu Liang went to the bicycle shed, retrieved his bicycle, pushed it out the gate, mounted it nimbly, and vanished into the end of the street shortly after.

Possessing knowledge of battlefield martial arts, archery, horsemanship, and a broad perspective, yet such a figure was reduced to merely being a salt peddler in a hundred-household village—it was far too much of a waste of talent. Even serving as a personal guard or retainer would be vastly superior to his present circumstances.