Volume 1, Chapter 23: Conspiracy

Lin Yu splashed the hot tea directly onto Chu Tianchen’s face!

The scene shocked all the shareholders and senior executives of the group present.

This Lin Yu! He really is a ruthless man!

"You're courting death!"

Chu Tianchen was furious. Just as he tried to stand up, Lin Yu pressed his hand onto his head and slammed him hard against the table!

"Your brain is flooded with water; it needs to be drained!"

Lin Yu then grabbed Chu Tianchen’s head and smashed it repeatedly against the tabletop!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Even watching it made one feel the pain.

"Lin Yu, stop."

Liu Wanyun, fearing that Lin Yu might actually kill him, hurriedly spoke up to stop him. However, deep down, she felt an immense sense of satisfaction, the smile on her lips impossible to suppress even with a machine gun. She had long wanted to...

Just as Chen Shi made up his mind, a faint, visible blue light suddenly erupted from his eyes.

The two mythical beasts roared loudly, their overwhelming aura exploding as a halo of light suddenly appeared from their heads.

Threads of cyan light, brilliant and dazzling, pierced through the mountain and shone out, leaving everyone in shock.

The hundreds of big shots behind them stared with wide eyes, looking at Xie Ying with envy and jealousy. Had it not been for Xie Ying, Xiao Fan, and the Star Pirate City garrison standing in the way, they would have rushed forward regardless of everything to claim all the equipment for themselves.

Mo Laosan leaned toward Long Yin and gave him a subtle look—Long Yin ignored him. In truth, he had already noticed along the way that the three Du brothers were armed, but he hadn't taken it to heart.

After briefly understanding the characteristics of these two forms, Chen Shi immediately began to work on consuming energy. Simultaneously, to increase the combat capability of his battle armor, he began the work of weapon pluralization and restructuring.

It was a bold and crazy idea; in the face of such a massive amount of purple-leaf tentacles and gentian flowers, this bit of explosives was a drop in the bucket.

Yet, this alone had already stunned everyone. A massive formation of hundreds of people with such a high time ratio—nearly a day being equivalent to several hundred years—was a ratio unheard of.

While thinking, Yu Wuyun calculated when the best time to strike would be. To be honest, he did not care in the slightest about the life or death of the others on this island.

Luo Luo had never thought of using harsher means to force Dolan to reveal everything he knew. After all, the latter had helped her before, and even when Dolan later grabbed her by the throat, she held no great hatred for the man before her.

Gu Jingxian was definitely a human. The Demon Lord’s decision with him was to rely on the protection of the stone statues to keep as many living beings alive as possible.

"Oh, I might as well be dead. Master, just let this old slave die." Nanny Gao slapped her thighs and wailed in despair, making Wei Hu so angry he wanted to punch her in the face.

By now, the deck had taken on water, and seawater had already submerged their knees. With a muffled boom, the ship seemed to have suffered another violent attack and sank instantly to the bottom of the sea.

"Definitely, definitely!" Chen An exchanged a look with the maid, swallowed hard, and hurriedly followed in the footsteps of Wei Qingqing.

At the Magic City airport, a silver-gray Aston Martin parked high-profilly in front of the terminal, drawing stares from many.

Zhang Ruyun’s internal energy had indeed greatly improved. The momentum of his previous kick had not yet spent itself; he twisted his waist and, as if a peacock were spreading its tail, tapped eighteen times in mid-air. Not only did he defend against Yin Niang’s kick, but he also launched a counter-offensive from within his defense.

Fortunately, although the two argued fiercely, they knew their limits and would not make the situation too ugly.

But no matter what they said, Wei Qingqing sat calmly in her place, like a sturdy green bamboo, unmoved by the blowing winds.

This was a Dharma idol that grew in sync with him, a spiritual charm nurtured by the Dao realm, referred to as a Dao Spirit.

Mao Qiu crawled out of Bai Ling’s sleeve and climbed onto the bedding, squeaking as it tried to wake her. It called for a long time, but to no avail; the girl showed no reaction at all.

"Where is that?" I was even more confused. Earthworms don't live on land; do they live in the water instead?

The two of them seemed not to believe that Huo Linfei could do nothing about those two surges of violent strange energy this time; instead, they were full of confidence...

Chen Yang didn't mind; he wasn't a martial artist anyway, but a cultivator. The mere Martial Arts Association couldn't control him.

Perhaps it was because, as a noble vampire countess, she disdained killing those adventurous humans.

To an old hand like Bai Ninghan, the strange phenomenon occurring in Huo Linfei’s body at this moment was naturally understood.

Chen Yang had estimated that with his current seventh-layer Qi Refining strength, he should be able to challenge experts who had just entered the Grandmaster level.

Seeing Ye Qingqian’s attitude, Mu Qingyan straightened his back, and his speech became firm.

Hearing this, Luo Zining retreated without hesitation, and Xing Luo arrived instantly, wedging himself between the two silver wolves. He spread his arms, each hand facing a silver wolf, and deep purple light gathered. The silver fur all over the two wolves began to glow.

She was Lin Sheng. Thirteen years ago, she was murdered by that man in collusion with her best friend, but they never expected...

The demon soul vanished instantly. The Red-Eyed Green-Scaled Python coiled its tail and suddenly slammed it into the ground, shooting toward He Yang like lightning. A round, emerald-green ball of light sprayed from its mouth, arriving in a flash.

The gaze fixed upon him was like the glint of a sword about to be drawn, so sharp it was impossible to look directly at. Bai Rongzhi was startled at first, then felt deep confusion; the person Elder Mu asked about must be that envoy named Yin.

Because the situation from the previous nights had not occurred, they had not received any fear signals from Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu.

However, his own contribution was significant; at the very least, he had started a hospital where the poor could afford medical care, and that was enough.

The banquet began. People toasted the Emperor, toasted each other, admired the moon together, chatted to build relationships, or watched the performances of dancers and musicians... It was a scene of song, dance, and peace. What a prosperous age; one truly hoped that the Great Qin Empire could remain peaceful and prosperous forever, with no more wars.

Wang Xuanyuan still wouldn't listen to reason and took out his phone, only to have it snatched away by the middle-aged man, who blustered, "I told you not to make the call, and you still did. Do you know that this is asking for a beating?" After saying this, he threw the phone onto the bar counter nearby.

A level six Ignite could deal 170 points of true damage and halve all his healing effects. At this moment, Twisted Fate’s health was less than one hundred, and he was suffering from the bleeding effect of my skill. With the dual damage, even if he drank a health potion, it would be too late.

No, it’s unlikely to be people from the Tongxin Society. The Tongxin Society had already suffered a major blow to its vitality; they shouldn't have this kind of strength anymore. Moreover, blocking Prince Yu here was indirectly helping the Emperor; they shouldn't be that stupid, right?