Chapter 156: The Editor-in-Chief Is Summoned
Chapter 156: The Editor-in-Chief Is Summoned
Just as Fan Xiaoyou was riding in Rong Kai’s car, preparing to return to the Imperial Scenery Residence, a call came through from CENY.
“Miss Fan, there was a misunderstanding this morning. Jim asked me to speak with you,” CENY urged over the phone.
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By the time Yi Zhengqi arrived with his troops, the entrance had already been forced open. Entering the secret passage, they discovered an entirely different world below. It was as if another vast palace had been excavated underground. Many of the items stored there were yellowed with age, and the air was dry.
“Commander Yu, don’t be anxious. Tell us, what demands did the kidnappers make?” Xu Ziling asked after a moment of contemplation. There was definitely something suspicious about this matter.
The Tianluo Academy had never risen to the position of the foremost power, though Luo Tianxing eagerly anticipated that moment.
One person gave Zhang Luohui a sharp reminder—a form of retribution for being toyed with. Afterwards, everyone settled down to listen to Ye Tufei’s plan.
Among cultivators of the same rank, it was exceedingly rare for Zhu Fugui to hold someone in such esteem. In the surrounding regions, the number of those he respected counted on one hand.
Madness—that was the word. If Zhang Gongjin could witness the decision Li Jing made under the cloak of night, he would no longer see Li Jing’s actions as confidence. Instead, he would deem them insane.
Yesterday evening, both matters achieved their objectives, especially the first, which exceeded Gao Qiaoxin’s expectations.
Once again, the hiss of serpents echoed. Shen Cong attempted to cross a high ridge, but his entire form abruptly halted midair. The next instant, an immense force struck him, sending him flying backward. Surrounding rocks and everything else, save for the spirit trees, were hurled backward as well.
At ten o’clock, within a courtyard belonging to the steward, the lights shone brightly. The plaque above the main gate, illuminated by the lamps, boldly displayed the three characters: “Bangke Courtyard.”
Previously, Hua Xian’er had taught him two spells from the Core Formation stage. Now, from Zhu Fugui, he had obtained several from the Concentration stage. Yet, it seemed he had never truly done anything for either of them. Unfortunately, the spells he practiced were all learned in the Holy City and, due to prior vows, could not be passed on to others.
Gu Nian wore a stern expression, holding a cigar. He looked nothing like a company CEO—instead, more like a mafia boss.
The roar below was deafening. The closer one got, the more one sensed the river’s vastness. Unlike what could be seen from the cliff’s edge, this river seemed alive, relentlessly surging toward the distance.
Ji Rong, seeing herself forced back step by step with Fei Feng close behind, suddenly, with the swiftness of thunder, leapt onto the roof when she could retreat no further.
According to the information Hattori Heiji had obtained, Chen Anxia was a recent exchange student from Huaxia Yanhuang. Prior to this, she had never set foot on the island nation, much less visited the ski resort in Yamagata Prefecture.
“Let’s go! I’ll take you out to eat and give Bai Jiaoyue a proper thrashing,” she said, dragging Su Qingran out of the company.
Su Qingran stared at the messages in confusion before watching them disappear one by one at a visible speed.
They were in a virtual realm, observing and tracking quietly. Without the right opportunity, they could not act. But if an opportunity arose, especially such a good one, they could not afford to miss it.
Because of strained relations with Tang Wanjun, Shen Yu could only watch over her from a distance.
Disciples passing by continuously congratulated Shi Yi, who responded to each in turn. Her wedding had been arranged entirely by these disciples, all of whom deserved her gratitude.
It was he who had cast the curse then, releasing a strange fragrance of wine that caused everyone on set to pass out.