Chapter 73: A Business Magnate?

“As soon as I take my eyes off you, you start causing trouble?” A man's voice came from behind Zhang Wenyue, but this time she didn’t hesitate in the slightest. She spun around and was about to throw herself into his arms.

“Hold it right there!”

Ye Cheng was smarter this time. He slipped to the side, and Zhang Wenyue, unable to steady herself, nearly tumbled to the ground.

...

Li Xin glanced at the lyrics, then, blushing, looked at Liu Wei, who was busy writing and sketching nearby. Her instincts had been right; she’d chosen the perfect person from the start.

Just as the pseudo-immortal from the Celestial Domain reached for the Heaven-Sealing Seal, a veil of primordial chaos suddenly manifested, enveloping both of them and the seal itself.

Feng Qingyu didn’t press for details. Since Xuanyuan Liyie hadn’t mentioned anything, it meant it was something he could handle.

Well, Liu Wei had once again forgotten about Randolph during the meeting. To be fair, Randolph had been here for two months, yet the only thing he could say in Chinese was, “Hello.”

Only then did Jun Ye realize that Jiufang Jie was testing the strength of his physical body and had no intention of pursuing the matter further. He relaxed. As for producing the stele from the seventh level? That was a promise made beforehand: if they passed the seventh level, the opportunity would be shared. It wasn’t a condition.

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A leader devoid of ambition—mighty, yet always dozing off... This was the impression Yingluo left on Lahana.

Hearing Li Xin’s teasing, Su Xue’s cheeks flushed crimson. That pleasant sensation on her lips seemed to return once again.

Xu Liuyin noticed that a patch of the man’s waist was exposed; the bronze skin gleamed with a familiar luster. She shook her head and let out a cold, unmistakable laugh.

Prajna smiled. She had long since guessed what would happen to those people, but the reason itself struck her as amusing.

Whether it was the fabric of the dress, the pearls sewn onto it, or even the meticulous stitching—every detail was exquisite beyond compare, and doubtless worth a fortune.

Let alone a triple quasi-immortal emperor—even a sixth-tier quasi-immortal emperor would struggle to resist. The only difference in being refined was a matter of time.

“What’s this? Does Mrs. Huo want to voyeuristically watch me from the sidelines?” Huo Jingxiao’s lips curled in a particularly seductive way. His low, melodious voice was at odds with the harshness of his words.

Maloro was furious. His fist exploded with a ball of orange-red spiritual energy, and as he twisted his fingers, a sharp cracking sound echoed out.

He thought to himself: This useless thing probably just looks intimidating. When it comes to real combat, it’s probably not even as good as a mourning staff.

“Well then, President Di, enjoy yourself. I’ll be taking my leave.” With that, she left to mingle with the others.

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It wasn’t the old man’s fault, truly not. When he returned home on the seventh day, the house was empty—there wasn’t even a funeral wreath. He searched everywhere for his son, wandering far and wide, and finally found him at last.

Ren Ruoli suppressed her wild elation, glanced at Gu Pan sitting to Huo Jingxiao’s right, then gracefully sat down on his left. In that instant, her haggard face became alluring.

“You really should spend more time training your Crimson-Ringed Winged Beast. It’s getting naughtier by the day!” Joseph offered a candid assessment of the red-furred, four-winged creature.

Wang Sheng pulled out his shattered phone and placed it in front of Chi Wen. Then he took out his own phone and searched for two photos.

Chen Fei ground his teeth in anger. To get this money, he’d even risked being branded a fraudster—he’d even dared to trick Zhong Kui. Was this for real or not?

Just as Fibonacci stared in astonishment, the pitch-black sphere suddenly contracted, shrinking violently. Light twisted, and Andres’ figure reappeared before swiftly returning to normal.

Although Gu Tianzhu and the others were puzzled, they all landed. Gazing at the poisonous miasma before them, their brows furrowed in unison.

At that very moment, Qin Fan could endure no longer. He transformed into a wild beast and pounced, swallowing Dong Wanrou, his antidote, whole.