Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Nine: Seizing Another’s Nest and Pressing Further!

Seeing how serious Su Le was, with no sign of joking, Director Wu finally spoke up.

“If you do not want the program, then one million three hundred thousand!”

“Deal!” Su Le slapped the table and made the decision on the spot.

He immediately called Chen Tianxiong and ordered the funds transferred.

Director Wu also had the agreement prepared and brought it before Su Le.

The two sides signed.

Within half an hour, the one million three hundred thousand had arrived.

At last, Director Wu let out a long breath.

“Oh, right, Director Wu. You said before that you still wanted to keep working at the station.”

“How about the deputy station director’s position, plus a monthly salary of thirty thousand? Think it over,” Su Le said, glancing at Li Zehua, who was checking the balance on his bank card.

And Director Wu...

The thirty-two singers competing tonight were also in their own rooms, busily making preparations.

Fans who kept an eye on Jiangnan Television stepped forward, posting two screenshots in the forum, both snapped with a mobile phone.

After changing clothes, it was time for rehearsal. The production team could not possibly let you go up and sing immediately; if you fell flat, the embarrassment would be catastrophic. Moreover, the first round of the competition was a duet format, and in order to give the audience a better listening experience, rehearsal was extremely important.

By rights, these people’s standing was at least that of top-tier elders from the second layer of sects. Since they had come to attend the auction, Lu Qingmei, as the master of the Cloud Crane Pavilion, and Shang Jingxing, as an honorary four-meridian elder of the Business Pill Sect, ought to have been receiving guests outside.

After hearing this, Shang Jingxing immediately investigated and found that it was indeed as the man had said: the Dragon Force was condensing, his constitution was rising. Having made this discovery, he probed even more carefully, even circulating his cultivation art.

In other directions, the Joseon soldiers, whose combat strength was even worse than the Japanese pirates’, could no longer withstand the assault of the Ming military formations pressing in from all sides. They were beaten back step by step, and some of the conscripted laborers among the Joseon troops simply collapsed and began fleeing in retreat.

After sending the signal, all his subordinates descended at a distance of a hundred yards from Su Rong’s forces and immediately entered a state of alert.

Of course, on Stellar Radiance there was not only the Brilliant Academy of Awakeners. There were also five other awakeners’ academies established on land: Heavenly God, Sacred Cherry, Red Lotus, Mirage, and Azure Sky.

But Yamamoto Liuji could not bear to strike his own biological brother, so he secretly imprisoned him in Sendai Prison and, in the dark, arranged for his escape from Sendai.

Inside his belly had gathered rotten food that had not been digested for a thousand years; when battle abruptly accelerated his digestion, it released a thousand years of filthy miasma like that of a demon ghost.

“What is a vermilion fruit?” Zhan Tian did not recognize the item, so he asked. From the expressions on everyone’s faces, it was clear that even Daru did not know it.

The multiple cuts in his palm made Anger’s heart clench. “What is wrong with you? Why didn’t you say anything just now? Hurry and go to the hospital to have it disinfected.” As he spoke, he turned onto the road toward the nearest hospital.

“Love me even if I die...” The phone blared with a deafening song, and Gu Qinzhi froze for a moment before cursing softly in irritation.

It stirred up a long-buried memory in Nan Yu. She still remembered that the only birthday present she had ever given him was a redwood tree.

She was holding him so tightly that Mo Yishen smiled and patted her lightly. “Girl, you’re about to strangle me.” The words were thick with intimacy, but Yan You was immersed in the joy of seeing him again and did not notice.

Half of Ye Fanxia’s body was bare above the water, the other half submerged. Yan Chi’s arm encircled her waist; his hand was large, his palm pressed against her abdomen, and the searing heat seemed to burn through her skin.

Ting Yuxuan brought his fingers together in a seal. With a whoosh, the talisman paper flew toward the crack beneath the small hill. The moment it entered the fissure, a string of radiant light burst forth and it ignited at once. The tidal currents, upon meeting the firelight produced by the burning talisman, were instantly reduced to nothingness.

“Don’t be like this. Let’s send it to her later. We’ll go out to eat; you can have anything you want,” Gu Qinzhi said.

Uncle Li said that Mo Yishen had not set foot here for many years, yet Uncle Mo had still asked him to bring her in. What did it mean? Was he expecting her to do something?

He had suffered serious internal injuries, and his true essence had been heavily depleted. He could no longer use ninjutsu. If he wanted to recover, he would need to absorb the deathly qi of at least several dozen corpses.

After Bai Ya finished preparing the meal, she glanced at Ye Luo with some hesitation, as if unsure whether she should call him out at this moment.

These so-called chosen prodigies, after Yang Tian appeared, seemed as though all their brilliance had been eclipsed.

I noticed that when Feng Yasong said those words, her face was still somewhat embarrassed. But thinking that it was already so late and I would have to go out and find a hotel, I really did not have the energy for it. Besides, the next afternoon would be the press conference, and the day after that there would be plenty to deal with, so I had better hurry and sleep to recover my strength.

Almost at the same moment, Ye Luo issued orders to the few of them. Because they had already been in a state of readiness, the instant Ye Luo finished speaking, they all moved at once and flew off in the directions they had agreed upon from the beginning.

That day I sent Lin Manxi home after she had drunk herself silly. There was nothing to say that whole night. At the time I was still inexperienced. Faced with Lin Manxi’s lovely face and drunken haze, I could easily have forced the issue, but although I had wicked thoughts, I lacked the nerve to act on them. After I sent her back to the dormitory, I went home alone.

“I’m just thinking, everybody else has special cars and bodyguards and all that, so I might as well give you a bit of the same spectacle. Look, over there, aren’t those entrants being escorted in front and behind?” I said, pointing to the competitors entering in that fashion not far away.

“What I’m more concerned about right now is what pretext they used to come here...” Qi Yue said in a low voice to Ke’er.

At that very moment, the sound of a car horn came from outside the pharmacy, and not long after, there was the thud of a car door being shut.

Yu Manman had already put down her phone and was gathering sleepiness, but that sound of running water inexplicably set her nerves on edge. She opened her eyes and looked toward the bathroom.

What truly seized Wu Xian’s attention was that, almost the instant he stepped out the door, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind: “Help, help. Sir, please save me.”

Wu Xian, who had been preparing to leave, froze at once after hearing those words and began looking around.

“Why must you be so stubborn? You make me use the blade.” Fang Xing sighed helplessly and drew the thorned weapon from his waist.

“Grand Marshal, isn’t this a bit...” Li Dingguo also stepped forward and said softly, feeling it was too cruel.

Tang San had previously fought a great battle with Qian Renxue, leaving both sides wounded, though he had gained a slight advantage of one or two points. If the battle had continued, he would have won. Who could have known that Bibi Dong had also become a god?