Chapter 39: Sacrifice Yourself to Fulfill Others!

Liang Tian could not help but mourn for the current world of cultivation, realizing how impoverished it truly was. There was not a single decent immortal artifact to be found, and even the best magical treasures were merely top-tier spiritual weapons.

The part of him that had long remained dormant gradually regained sensation and successfully rose to the occasion.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Fang began kneading dough to prepare bait. This time, he made a larger portion and loaded up all the shrimp cages he had previously hidden away.

Hearing Mei Ruoshui call out to someone, Wang Lun hurriedly pulled up the quilt to cover both himself and her.

If Premier Zhou, who lived a life of frugality, were alive today, he would likely curse the spendthrift grandson in compartment 21.

Seeing that her husband and son had both agreed, Shan Xuemei had nothing left to say; after all, she did not have a bad impression of Dong Jian.

After hearing what Liang Tian had said, Liu Fei, Qi Fei, Lu Yi, Dongfang Ruyun, Leng Yue, Xiaojun, Yun Hui, and Yun Yan, who had followed Liang Tian for a long time, all nodded in silence. Nuo Bing'er and her two companions, however, looked at Liang Tian with a hint of disbelief.

Wanyan Zongbi walked through the Imperial Garden in a hurried manner. The success or failure of his plan hinged on this moment, and he felt an inexplicable surge of nervousness.

It was one thing for men to say shocking things, but why were the scientists speaking in such an absurd manner as well?

"Many thanks, Senior. My Chen family will never forget this kindness. Should there be anything you require of us in the future, we will not utter a single word of refusal!" Chen Yuan stood up and bowed solemnly to Chu Chen.

Of course, because she had met You Mengxiang, this would be the only time in Tan Cuo's life she would have such a direct and straightforward opportunity.

"Could it be that Lord Bai Yan sought me out just to drink tea?" Thinking of why the Crown Prince had not yet returned, it finally dawned on him. Ye Hua smiled faintly to himself, walked directly to Bai Yan's side, and sat down, his voice returning to its usual cold indifference.

"Knight Roddy is the winner!" Romadel hurriedly announced the result of the match, signaling Roddy to stop. Otherwise, if the Silver Fox family were to storm the arena, the Knight's Guild would lose face if they did not intervene, yet offending the Silver Fox family would be unavoidable if they did.

The private room on the upper floor was superb; opening the window revealed a river winding around Jiang City, lined with trees and flowers. Although winter had arrived, the scenery remained exceptionally beautiful.

Chen Yufei and his companion exchanged glances without a word, simply accepting the jade talisman and nodding heavily. They understood that their connection meant they could not, and should not, shirk this responsibility, yet both knew they would likely never use the talisman in their lifetimes, aware of the heavy burden Qi Yun carried.

The assistant analyst reviewed data already filtered by frontline information gatherers; the proportion of valuable information was directly proportional to the gatherer's competence.

A carriage sped out, heading toward the Royal City. Beside the Black Horned Viper, a streak of black light flashed; the eighth-level Nether Spirit transformed into a black orb of light, pursuing Roddy's carriage. After all, they were uneasy about leaving Roddy alone with the mermaid princess.

Clouds gathered, obscuring the sun and casting a shadow over the mountains and forests, dimming their brightness.

In truth, A-Jiu had misunderstood Su Run. In Su Run's eyes, the newly freed A-Jiu was truly different; she had completely shed the shackles of her past, and every gesture she made overflowed with authenticity and spontaneity. This was the real A-Jiu, and this authenticity deeply intoxicated Su Run.

However, why did this cheap master seem like an old urchin? Moreover, he spoke of meeting in the God Realm; he probably did not realize that the world she currently inhabited had such thin spiritual energy that ascending to the Immortal Realm was uncertain, let alone the God Realm. Never mind, that was a matter for the distant future.

"I have lost hope." Jiang Dongyu placed a piece; the chessboard was like a killing formation, the momentum aggressive. The black pieces appeared defeated, yet the master remained calm.

Her silhouette soared upward, her skirt fluttering like a blooming white lotus. For dozens of feet around, the area became a vast lotus pond, with white lotuses opening one by one, competing in beauty, sacred and inviolable.

She had not expected that one explosion would result in a "double yolk"—not only was her soul shattered into fragments, but her physical body had suffered as well.

The seats on the second floor were also full. Li Yanyang’s spot was good enough that he could clearly see the wealthy people on the second floor greeting one another with smiles.

The old man remained unmoved by his call. With a sandalwood box in his left hand, he slowly opened his right palm. A sharp light suddenly sliced across his palm, and the old man frowned as blood dripped onto the groove of the box, causing the seal on its exterior to suddenly flare with light.

After that comparison, Leng Yan's master had scolded him severely. However, the Supreme Elder was both proud of his disciple's powerful willpower and angry that he had neglected his own body.

Humans are, after all, biological organisms, and the primary tenet of any organism is survival. In the face of survival, gentlemanly conduct is nothing but nonsense.

Not far from the entrance of the Gorod Exhibition Hall, a federal agent was patiently explaining the situation to the wealthy merchants attending the exhibition, trying to calm their emotions.

He remembered a pond at the entrance of his village that belonged to the public. The Chen family had once leased it to raise ducks and fish. After two years, it turned out they had neither made a profit nor suffered a loss; the family's hard work had been in vain. Because of this, his father became conservative in everything he did, afraid of any major changes.

"Although I had this idea last time, you didn't agree, so he gave up temporarily. But after he learned of your recent performance, his attitude became incredibly firm. Even I became a sacrifice, you know? Can't you think about how I feel?" Xu Hui complained, filled with resentment.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoxue, because the dark aura had vanished, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Feiyu.

"Kill!" The eyes of the various troops revealed a sense of madness. Given Feng Ling's level, this was expected, let alone the others who were already caught up in the heat of battle.

A round of laughter and mockery followed, with Zhao Qiansun and the others as the protagonists, providing the beggars present with quite a show.

If he could control his body, Gan Tian would certainly have opened his mouth as wide as possible to express his astonishment. Although he had long known the Purple Emperor’s methods were heaven-defying, witnessing them personally felt unreasonably so.

"They aren't ignorant; they are just too careless. Enough, since it has happened, don't complain. The rest is up to Chen Nad." Chen Fei looked deep into the secret path ahead.

"Didn't you say he was just pulling my leg? How could there be such a good thing as an annual salary of two million?" Uncle Zhao asked in surprise.