Volume One, Chapter 96: The Tycoon Was Right Beside Me, and I Had No Idea? What a Sin!

"Did you see that, Han?"
"There are plenty of talented people out there. To become famous, you need more than just luck—you need powerful resources behind you. Children from humble families, ha! Why should a single generation’s hard work ever hope to compete with the strength we’ve built up over generations?"
"I'm leaving now. I'll come back in three days to check the results. Don't worry, the sales champion will definitely be mine!" With that, Hua Chenhui rose and strode off, his expression full of arrogance.
Han Shuai could only shake his head, a sense of regret lingering in his heart.
He had truly hoped for Flower Mansion to succeed, and best of all, for his identity to be revealed!
Only then would there be a chance to recruit him.
As things stood, he didn’t even know the man’s real name!
"The Seven Sects, the Three Saints! That is my goal." Wu Yin’s lips curled into a wicked smile. At present, excluding the Purple Pavilion Sect, there were six others. The Xuanhai Sect was impossible to bring under his banner, so that left five. The Three Saints Sect had yet to show their true strength, but they couldn’t be weak.
After verifying this, the young man silently bowed to those around him, took off his shoes and socks, and began climbing the rope toward the sky, agile as a monkey.
When the man stepped out of a house, he spread his hands to his two companions, as if to say: No luck, found nothing. Then, clutching his stomach, he said something, prompting his companions to wave him off and walk away.
Ability 2 — Dual Soul Form: Able to strengthen two types of professions, with some limitations—one void spirit and one void soul only.
"Earth Soul descends, sweeping the battlefield, shattering the ground." The Earth Soul Army from Rock City gave the Xuanhai Sect disciples no quarter, unleashing another spell; the fissure closed in an instant. Over a thousand Xuanhai disciples perished on the spot.
Lu Yao hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "I can't say I hate them. After all, they're my parents. No matter what, I could never truly hate them."
Mo Nian wasn’t surprised. Shao Junqing’s body was frail; even getting dressed was a burden for him.
"So that's how it is!" Zi Yu exclaimed, suddenly enlightened. She was genuinely happy to call Purple Pavilion Sect her home, for it had once been her family.
Never before had she been so captivated by this feeling. His firm features overlapped again and again in her mind, until they crowded out all other thoughts.

"All right, let’s head to the supermarket and get a few things," Xiao Chenhao said. Hearing this, she nodded vigorously.
Shao Yang’s heart stirred; his reaction was swift and silent. The moment he heard a sound, he melted away into the shadows.
He considered questioning An Erna directly, but intuition told him he’d only get a cold shoulder and no real answers.
Everyone’s gaze toward Ji Yu was like watching a fool march straight to his own doom.
Zhao Qiye and the others had arranged for Wei Qingqing to give birth prematurely because Ruan Xuechen had long ago divined that today, a rare celestial alignment would occur—a once-in-a-century, nine-star convergence.
Hua Ling pulled her sleeve from Yi Lian’s grasp, even flicking off a few specks of dust in disgust.
When Shao Yang returned to the Imperial Capital, he reported in detail to Elder Sang everything he had learned from Giant Fish Ling and the mysterious “Black Python.”
The auction house was vast, its main hall capable of holding tens of thousands. The second and third floors were lined with private boxes reserved for the wealthy and powerful.
Dean Xiao Minghui’s mind raced with countless possibilities. For the moment, he couldn’t decide whether to respond with equal force or to wait and discuss matters further after leaving.
If his disciple discovered that his master was the very person who had brought ruin to his village, what would he think?
Yet when wave after wave of powerful energy was released, it was as if it all vanished into the void, leaving not a ripple behind.
Before Bai Haoyu finished speaking, the Ancient Tree answered with a single word. Everyone felt as though the space around them quivered, but nobody paid it any mind.
That sword stroke sent dust swirling through the sky; thousands of cavalry fell like kites with their strings cut.
As always, Situ Yi couldn’t help but share anything interesting or beautiful she found with Chu Xi.
Qin Yun, still on the road, had not returned to the company. At this moment, he was in a deserted area out west.
Zhao Zhixing had no intention of telling Yin Luli the true identity of the totem, lest Yin follow the clues and discover something hidden.
Not only Xuan Yuan Potian, but also Mo Lishang, Qi Luo, and the others breathed a collective sigh of relief. They had all been worried for Qin Xuan’s safety, but now it seemed their fears were unfounded.

Chongyang Palace was a place of quiet cultivation. Nowhere else could offer such an environment, a place where one’s mind could be wholly devoted to training.
At these words, all the demons and spirits tensed, their gazes snapping toward Qin Xuan, eyes filled with shock—especially Tai Long, whose eyes seemed to burn with flames.
"Gungun, doesn’t that mean if I open a restaurant, I’ll always be ranked the lowest among merchants?" Even if Gungun claimed there was no hierarchy among professions, to be ranked last still felt inferior.
"...I don’t think Lu Xudong’s boyfriend would be like that. At the very least, as a gay man, he surely wouldn’t be so adept at flirting with women."
After much coaxing from Jiang Wanhao, Su Xia finally agreed to Anthony’s invitation, changed into a blue dress, and came downstairs at the appointed hour.
Arrow after arrow pierced the massive figure, each one taking a fragment of the Minotaur chieftain’s life.
But Chen Bo seemed not to know when to stop. To the shock of everyone present, he struck again, tearing off Zhang Lulong’s limp arm with brute force.
"Because I hide it well. I’m afraid you only love me in your heart, not on the surface," Gu Xixi said, seeing Chen Jiran finally smile, and she smiled too.
Inside and outside the village, the scenes were starkly different. Outside, everything seemed peaceful and tidy, but on the main road within, it was as chaotic as any city—messy, stained with blood, both human and zombie. Yet there were no zombie corpses on this main street.
The newcomer’s frequent appearances sparked endless speculation in private, with everyone exchanging knowing glances, as if all shared some unspoken secret.
Yet that laughter rang on and on, like a death knell, ceaseless and impossible to trace—its purpose a mystery.
Zhang Zhao and Wang Ying stood helpless, devoid of any geographical advantage and forced into a head-on confrontation with the enemy. No one could be rational under such circumstances. Fortunately, with Old Wang and Tang Na present, their experience far surpassed that of everyone else. The plan to set up an ambush was Old Wang’s idea.
After that phone call, I carefully considered my future with Lian Jincheng, and in the end, I had to admit Lian’s mother had a point.