Chapter 86: More Than 9000

Qiu Ye estimated that Liu Erniu had first suffered a serious injury, then failed to receive proper treatment, and afterward caught a chill, which was why his illness had reached such a critical stage. Medicine from outside would likely be ineffective now; only the best medicine from within the estate could stabilize his condition.

Yet Ruoyun wasn’t concerned about this. After waiting a while and seeing that no one announced her arrival from within, she simply turned around and sat down on a chair in the outer room.

Chu Rong was once again slammed to the ground, this time suffering a great loss—his entire body was embedded in the floor.

Lost in wild thoughts, she failed to notice how familiar the scenery outside the carriage was. Only when the vehicle stopped did she realize they had returned to Jin Ye’s apartment.

An Zhengxun reached out his hand, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other turning her face toward him, just like that scene in the movies.

The variations on “Canon” were not particularly difficult for one hand; even a beginner could manage them after a short period of practice, though to play them well was another matter.

Some people witnessed this scene, and by the next day, rumors began to spread about the mistress of the Muchun Hall pursuing Ye Han.

Compared to the current T2 or T series, the gunshot was far louder, jarringly harsh amidst the crisp volley of other shots. Yet its effect was striking: like a rotten watermelon falling from a great height, a black-clad steward’s head shattered under the impact of the bullet.

However, now that Ruoyun understood the inside story, she would be able to better guide Chu Ziheng toward the full truth.

She knew this was her subconscious signaling submission, but she had no idea what she was submitting to—no one had demanded her submission.

As long as there was a Human-Immortal realm expert backing them, Chen Jinlü was confident the Chen family could survive for a thousand years, possessing all the foundations required to become a millennia-old clan.

They were well aware that, by this point, it was foolish to continue acting so self-important. They understood that, at this stage, to persist in making decisions on their own would only be a joke—so why bother?

The Demon King’s royal guard—these were the most elite forces in all the demon realm, their power second only to the seven great lords. They were the Demon King’s strongest weapons and most loyal servants. Now, they had become the entourage of this young man. This alone spoke volumes about the cold, distant youth’s importance.

He was king here—the entire Cangyun Mountain Range was his domain. But this magical beast lacked any sense of awe; it actually dared to snatch away the king’s treasure. That was truly unforgivable.

Having witnessed the sordid dealings among the sanctuaries of the Polar Bear Kingdom, Li Tianchen understood even more clearly that these so-called dark forces, no matter how united they appeared, would always put themselves first in times of true crisis.

At the exit, a convoy quickly sped away. Under Optimus Prime’s command, the Transformers began their retreat, preparing to secretly transport the AllSpark to a safe location.

"Quiet, everyone. The reason I’ve brought you here today is to announce something,” Fu Chenghao’s voice was calm but carried the dignity of an authority, compelling everyone to quiet down and not miss a single word.

Yet seeing Liu Dalong place three Qi-Tonifying Pills together with that Bone-Fortifying Pill, Patron Zhang felt a pang of heartache.

Tang Feng looked at Qiong Qiong, who stared back with her wide, innocent eyes, leaving him at a loss for words.

Lin Yi nodded and instinctively attempted to use his perception ability, but to his surprise, he was blocked. At the same time, it seemed Zhang Weining noticed and glanced over at him.

Zhi Yuan was a perfected Golden Immortal, with both demon and devil immortals under his command, numbering fifty thousand in total. His cave and temple were all situated in the Xuantian Domain.

“Wait outside for your two brothers to come out. When the time comes, the three of us will dominate Tianyuan,” Li Long said.

But the other side simply wasn’t up to par. After Mosquito tossed a few more grenades, the Berserker was blasted to near death right on the spot. Ostrich quickly seized the chance, leaping into the air for a basic attack, and with a burst of flame, finished off the last sliver of his health.

On the other side, Iced Tea led a few Dreaming of Snow and Moon warriors in a charge at the town entrance. The Chinese-held Thorn Town had already been occupied by the French-Korean coalition, and the place was full of their people.

He knew the other’s unusual behavior was likely their last moment of pleasure before parting.

Those around him were gossiping, but Long Zihao didn’t hear a thing. The surroundings were far too noisy. He sat quietly in the center of the VIP section, sunglasses on, bodyguards standing in uniform formation—a truly impressive display.

“I really can’t figure out how the old Duke, always so upright and just, could have fathered more than ten such ruthless sons?” Chiyang muttered inwardly. But suddenly, he realized such thoughts were disrespectful, spat a few times to chase them away.

If he were unwilling to accept her, then their relationship had already surpassed that of ordinary friends! Yet if he did accept her, why did he never show it? Matters of the heart are always so precarious, leaving one hanging on a thread.

Mu Lihong continued to bring soup, but Aunt Zhou, the servant, told her that from tomorrow, it would no longer be necessary—Mu Xinyu was heading out of town for a film shoot.

His imposing size cast a shadow over Lu Wei, who trembled and begged for mercy, but time only seemed to drag on longer.

The old man glared at him in annoyance, opened his mouth as if to speak, but no words came out.

Not long after the call ended, a notification sounded on Li Yun’s phone—a million yuan had just been deposited.

No matter how powerful the Shenxuan Sect was, nor how great its influence, it could not act as it pleased across provincial borders. If they truly tried to act with utter disregard, there were sects and powers in Lingyang Prefecture that were every bit their equal.

At the Empress’s residence, His Majesty had none of the sternness he showed in the Qiande Hall. He wore a smile on his face, looking like a kindly old neighbor.

For orphans like them, having enough to eat was already a blessing. To taste a bit of meat was pure happiness.