Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Ancients Had a Saying, Without Wealth, One Cannot Sustain the Way

Shen Yulian quickly returned to the kitchen and brought out the three dishes she had been keeping warm.

Looking at the hot, fragrant braised pig trotters with chestnuts, the pork bone and radish soup, and the stir-fried beef with green peppers on the table, Lin Xiaoxu’s stomach let out a loud rumble.

Lin Xiaoxu had a voracious appetite that evening; he devoured five full bowls of rice, while Shen Yulian finished three. The two of them wiped the three dishes clean, and Lin Xiaoxu even licked the remaining sauce from the plates. It had been over two months, and tonight was the first time they had finally indulged in a hearty meat meal.

After Shen Yulian finished her bath, she had wanted to show Lin Xiaoxu how she looked in her new lingerie, but he remained hiding in his room...

Wood-attribute energy merged into the stone palms. The next moment, hundreds of tree trunks burst from the ground, visible to the naked eye, and the massive stone palms disintegrated in an instant.

"Light Lion Cannon!" the city lord shouted, condensing his battle aura into his fists and striking forward. The golden "Light Lion" energy wave surged into the undead legion, shattering skeletons wherever it passed.

The top and bottom of the object were secured by metal locking pillars, while the middle consisted of a transparent gem container holding a pale purple liquid substance. The object looked both exquisite and eerie.

This was the largest crowd Guan Deng had ever seen; there were one hundred thousand strangers in the plaza. It was a cacophony of voices, incredibly noisy.

"To be the only contestant from the Alchemy Domain, it seems Brother Lin’s attainments in alchemy are exceptionally high," Liu Wuxin said, clearly speculating that Lin Yue’s greatest strength was not his cultivation, but his alchemy.

With that, Er Xuan reluctantly returned to the dormitory to prepare for tomorrow’s basketball game against Steve University.

The next morning, Lin Ge rose early and opened the space-time gate to return to the God’s Grace Continent. He needed to recruit troops, but he had to spend the money he had on hand first.

Huang Yongsheng gritted his teeth and remained silent. The two sides reached a stalemate, and in the face of the evidence, he chose to say nothing.

Jiang He snatched the flashlight from Lu Wei and crouched down to examine the footprints on the ground.

"I saw you were lost in thought, Young Master, so I did not disturb you." A voice appeared out of thin air behind Lian Hua, and Mu emerged from the shadows.

***

When Fimas heard the scream, he darted out of the tent, thinking something terrible had occurred—perhaps an encounter with wild beasts or terrorists roaming the desert. Upon arriving, however, he found that apart from a faint smell of urine in the air, there was nothing unusual.

At this moment, Tang Yu was focusing on healing her wounds, so Feng Qian naturally did not worry that she would notice him refining the space ring.

"Wait, I think I found something," Xu Siyuan suddenly said, drawing everyone’s attention to him.

Ye Qiong did not respond to the man; his expression remained unchanged as he simply threw the caught bullet back at him.

Ye Anyang also returned to the private room in high spirits. When he saw Ye Anliu, who had torn off his beard and hair, he was stunned and speechless for a long time. "What do you think you’re doing!?" he finally thundered after a long silence.

After completing the main quest, there would surely be various other planes awaiting him. Yet, the conditions for using the plane token were so trivial that Ye Qiong could not even meet the requirements for a single use. He had no idea when he would be able to return to the world of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, and if that happened, what would become of Ke’er?

Only later did they learn that this man, revered by the executives, was the company’s largest shareholder—their boss.

Although I usually have no desire to step out of that door when I am idle, it felt completely different from this feeling of having guards at the entrance.

"Could it be... could it be that you are a reclusive master!" A Niu was getting too into character and having too much fun; he was feeling it more and more.

Even if the other party had secretly reached some deal he knew nothing about with his biological father, the Titan Cronus.

Su Xia’s face flushed slightly, revealing a faint, shy smile, but she still tilted her head and rubbed it gently against Luo Feng’s warm, firm palm.

"Mom, what’s wrong with you? Why are you at the police station again?" Shu Sui sat on the sofa with her legs propped carelessly on the coffee table. She was chewing on an apple with one hand while a tablet rested on her knees. Seeing Cao Meichang enter, she shook her legs and asked in a muffled voice.

The wine certainly wouldn't be poisoned. Regardless of whether Suwo Yazi had the nerve to poison it, Baoqin would have arranged for someone to check it beforehand.

"I can tell that the child likes you now, and that Mr. Fang also seems to have feelings for you. But..." She glanced toward the rooms—two rooms, three children.

Once the hand of cards was finished at the table, Dugu Lanruo asked Lady Lu, the new wife of Cheng Yaojin, to fill in for her, then rose to sit beside Liu Ruyan.

Although Nian Chuxia was twenty-eight, her beautiful face and alluring figure exuded a mature charm.

Leng Xianning smiled and rose on her own to get dressed. She was not accustomed to being handled by others, even if it was just for dressing.

***

"Isn't it just an ordinary bottle? What’s wrong with it? Is there something strange about it?" Lin Feng asked the Shadow Vanguard, looking puzzled.

The voice was incredibly helpless and desperate. Zhou Xuan’s heart raced for a moment, but when it calmed down again, the low, faint sound seemed as if it had never happened. Soothing his emotions, he half-closed his eyes and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position, pretending to be fast asleep.

Hearing Chu Qi’s words, not only was Jian Tingting enraged, but even Lan Xiyu was slightly stunned.

The Old Man of the Heavenly Domain looked at the Old Man of the Rain Flower and Fan Jin, his resolve hardening. He suddenly exerted his internal energy, pushing aside the people crowding him, and strode out.

"Red Bright Sect! Are you truly going to wipe us all out?!" A shrill roar rolled across the sky. While fleeing, Song Nanfei shouted at the top of his lungs.

Su Jingyu told Jun Qingye about what happened after she stole the Green Lotus while she was busy tying him up.

Although Bai Xuan was ruthless, he had provided them with the best possible prison cells. There were no rats or cockroaches, and there was a bed with a thick quilt, as well as meat and wine for every meal. It was just that their clothes were thin, and they could not tell day from night.

Feng Ran’s voice died away the moment he saw Lan Ling’er’s smile. Following her gaze, he saw the scene where plum blossoms and snowflakes were intertwined, brought about by their duel, and he was struck with awe.

Mei Shuang frantically guessed at various possibilities, each one making her spine chillier than the last, wishing she could grow wings and fly out of the palace.

Throughout the entire process, Dongfang Jiaoyang kept his head low, completely lacking the clear, bright, sun-like radiance he had when they first met.

Old Ancestor Ziyang was held firmly in check by Chi Ming and Hou Tu, unable to spare a hand, while Jin Cheng discovered Fang Chen’s tracks at this very moment.

To her surprise, this good sister had shaken off the people in the shadows without any effort at all, and had truly begun to travel the world of martial arts.

"Are you students of Shengyu Academy?" Carlos asked, pretending he hadn't heard their conversation just now.

In the evening, Ji Xiyan went to sleep early as usual. At 11:30, she heard slight movements and immediately put down her phone, pretending to be asleep.