Chapter 151: Retribution is Inevitable

I Am the Legendary Divine Doctor Wu Qingkong 1268 words 2026-04-01 07:39:49

"Uncle? Cousin? What is going on with you two?"

Su Chan caught sight of the two men, who looked utterly disheveled. The sight, however, stirred a great deal of confusion in her mind. If she remembered correctly, the debts owed by Su Boyong and his son had been wiped clean by Grand Commander Qin Siyuan. Furthermore, there was the matter of the house Qin Siyuan had gifted to Ye Cheng and her...

Chen Ming channeled the soul power of the Emperor Realm within his body. A colossal figure materialized in the void behind him, and as his soul power surged into it, the spectral form gradually solidified.

Having finished this, Ying Long picked up the medicine bowl and fed me with a spoon. From start to finish, he never once looked me in the eye, as if he were avoiding something.

Yan Le and I exchanged a smile. Power, wealth—which of these could compare to the freedom we now possessed?

Neither of them escaped the tragic fate of being killed, proving the old adage: you may have the life to take it, but not the life to enjoy it.

The atmosphere was tense and suffocating. Lin Yiyi, sitting in the corner, cast a furtive glance at Pan Hua, then hurriedly lowered her head.

For the next few days, the Baofeng Group was busy with the upcoming bidding process. News also came from Liu Qingqing that the Liu family would not participate in this conflict. At the very least, he and the Gu family would settle the disputes over those prime locations, and bidding on other plots would not be too great a loss.

"I had thought the Crown Prince's consort was the most low-key and quiet of people. I never expected her to be so astonishing. I have truly had my eyes opened today," Gu Zeyuan said with a wry grin, his smile tinged with helplessness.

"What is that place outside? Could it be another property under the consort's name?" Gu Zeyuan asked, eager to voice his confusion before getting into the car.

He walked to Qin Ning's side with practiced ease and naturally pulled her into his arms. Watching their intimate display, I instinctively turned my head away.

The Ruthless Empress pushed the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to its limit. The white-haired elder in her grip was instantly devoured and perished. With a flash of divine light, she tossed the elder's body aside. Wielding her immortal sword, she unleashed a brilliant radiance that shattered the heavens and the earth, causing the very void to collapse.

Of course, while gaining power, one must also shoulder corresponding obligations. Rights such as revenue pricing must all be reported and approved before implementation; monopolistic practices would not be permitted.

For An Sheng, this draw was actually quite favorable. In the first three rounds, he was unlikely to encounter any opponents capable of posing a threat.

What exactly was the state government plotting? What was this "enlightenment" all about? Could he use this to his advantage in the future to secure even greater benefits?

In the end, of the four hundred or so who passed the assessment, over two hundred joined the Profound Palace, while the remaining two hundred joined the Spirit Hall.

Especially with Yao Qingyan looking at him with such watery, pleading eyes, Ye Chen found it even harder to refuse.

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on Shen Yun's back. She felt as though Su Muwan knew what she was plotting—perhaps even from the moment she first entered the Su mansion.

She began to wail, "Wooo..." At first, it was a fake cry, but then, reflecting on the many hardships she and her sister had suffered during their journey among mortals, she began to weep in earnest.

Message after message poured into the Black Cat's armor. She was listening to reports from the soul beasts; the demon rift was a battlefield, and they had to ensure that not a single demon escaped.

On the fifth attempt, Ning Zimon managed to control her hands, but not her tongue. She accidentally swapped "however" for "exactly." It was a minor detail, yet the perfectionist Xu Yefan caught it with ease.

Moreover, as a prestigious university, the environment and atmosphere here were truly excellent.

When I returned to the group, the Lu family elders had already packed up their belongings and tents. Beside them, Yan Qingyao's tent had long since vanished; he must have departed as soon as the heavy rain stopped.