Chapter 33: Jiang Suisui Promoted to Head Chef

"All right," the tutor said, sounding a bit disappointed. After seeing the tutor off, Lin Mei downloaded WeChat and logged into her account.

"Let’s rest here for today. We’ll use the water from the spatial ring for now and replenish it when we find a water source tomorrow," Lin Qingxuan said, observing the sun dipping below the horizon. The mountain forest was gradually darkening, and it was time for magical beasts to become active; traveling at night was far too dangerous.

"Understood." Lin Qingxuan and the others replied in unison. They stepped forward in lockstep, charging out behind Ning Xue’er. Duke Mu, feeling anxious, exchanged a quick glance with Duke Huang, and they both led their men to follow suit.

After looting the bodies, Mo Fan dispelled the earth wall technique and looked down at the immobilized Feng Shantung with a beaming smile.

"Rest assured, I have another skill—I can remove scars," Zhang Donghai said to Mother Han, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth, so white that even Mother Han felt a twinge of envy.

Later, people began to offer sacrifices to him along the banks of lakes and rivers, praying for his divine protection to ensure favorable weather and abundant harvests throughout the year.

"Yes..." The maids, having been scolded, scrambled and pushed each other as they hurried off to do as they were told.

He nurtured the killing intent within his heart, reflecting on his day. He resolved to remember his past every single day: the Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.

"I am Brian. I’ve come here looking for Zhang Family Village. I want to learn kung fu from Master Zhang Donghai. Is this Zhang Family Village?" Brian asked.

Xi’er sat up, climbed out of bed naked, and without caring who might see her, walked to the window, took out a cigarette, and began to smoke.

Being a newcomer, he lacked an understanding of the inner workings of the Flying Feather Guard, and in this unfamiliar place, Lin Nan felt overwhelmed, sinking deep into contemplation.

The phantom’s thoughts flickered in an instant. Even Zhao Xin needed a moment to react before he widened his eyes, staring at the apparition, wondering if it was merely an afterimage or a soul sealed within this place.

After all, given Cell’s arrogance, Leng Feng could be considered the very first person he had ever been so protective of.

Life and death, grievances, and entanglements of love and hate were all manifested through this performance. The vengeful spirit found satisfaction in this ghostly play; those who needed to be killed were killed, and the debts of vengeance were settled, allowing the spirit to naturally depart.

As for Luminisse, she was currently sprawled across Horey’s back. Thanks to the goblin belt, both of them appeared to be nothing more than ordinary great goblin warriors.

Such a superior is not someone you encounter every day. If they didn't seize this chance to earn enough merit and military pay, and were instead replaced by a commander who leached off his soldiers, everything would go down the drain.

Emperor Qiyuan leaned back against a soft pillow. A person knelt before him, and the tea on the table beside them had long since lost its warmth.

It was mainly because the words spoken by Xiaoyaozi were far too direct, leaving absolutely no room for maneuver.

Master Xingluo looked at me without speaking, then took a step back and pointed at the wall.

Yet, deep down, they felt a hint of satisfaction. After all, their boss had always had a decent enough temper; if this bone dragon hadn't been so ignorant and incessant with its nagging, why would he have been provoked to take action himself?

Seeing Yun Chi right before his eyes, Mu Jingyuan was startled when her figure suddenly vanished. Sensing a murderous aura strike from behind, he turned quickly, casting a wall of spiritual energy in an instant.

He held her and the child in her womb tightly, as if holding them for just one more minute meant possessing the entire world.

There was nothing else she could do, so Banruo lowered her voice and hissed at Hu Hu, "You had better behave yourself!" Then, she immediately shifted the expression in her eyes, looking at Hu Hu with overflowing tenderness.

And so, this casual remark by Lin Nuannuan reminded the Old Madam of the past, stirring up a great deal of emotion.

She had secretly asked the physician, and learned that the girl’s injuries were severe enough that she might never be able to bear a son.

Chen Yanshu nodded silently. Yun Chi and Zhongli Wuyou bid him a temporary farewell and returned to the cave; Yun Chi needed time to calm down and think things through.

Seeing how well-behaved Banruo was, not saying a word more, Hu Hu looked at her with great delight.

Lin Yuan took the keys to his Lamborghini Veneno from his pocket and pressed the unlock button. The Lamborghini flashed, leaving An Yuting stunned in place and beads of sweat forming on Sun Ziwen’s forehead.

Lin Nuannuan had just been harassed by the Fourth Prince, and Lin Yuzhi had long wanted to speak up. However, his father, Lin Yuheng, had instructed him not to act rashly while the Grandfather and the Fourth Prince, as well as the Heir to the Prince of Cheng, were present at the banquet. Thus, he had sat there like a mute for the duration of the meal.

The night watchmen bore the responsibility of patrolling, monitoring for fires, and providing early warnings of enemy movements. In the winter, when magical beasts could strike at any moment, their tasks became even more arduous.

Bullets swept like fire snakes, rapidly cutting down the biological weapons that had yet to depart.

Although protected by the golden robe's barrier, he was still struck hard enough to see stars, his golden crown rattling atop his head.

Hinata Hyuga let out an "Ah!" of surprise, her face turning crimson in an instant. She quickly covered her lovely face, not daring to speak to Xia Jin.

Such a brutal slaughter of Tachibana Masamune was truly thrilling and satisfying; otherwise, he wouldn't have enjoyed the process so much.

A super-grade talisman merely gave a Foundation Establishment cultivator the ability to injure a Golden Core cultivator and the qualification to fight one; it did not mean that possessing such a talisman guaranteed victory.

The pain from his back made Lin Ye’s temples throb, for it was not just a laceration from sharp claws, but also the injection of a toxin that caused his body intense, immediate agony.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the fleet exploring the Western seas has returned! They brought back something called rubber!" Just after returning to the palace, someone had come to report the news.

At this moment, whether it was the Temple of the God of War, the Grandmaster’s Palace, or anyone watching the live broadcast who cared about the fate of the Xu Province...

In fact, it was she who had persuaded both the volunteer army led by Dugu Hong and the cavalry led by Yue Fei to join the cause.

Chen Chu received a text message on his salary card: a deposit of 120,000, noted as a salary commission.

"Old sir, might this poor Daoist stay the night at your home?" In the brief pause while checking his pulse, the Daoist priest smiled at Old Master Zuo. His long beard fluttered, making him appear otherworldly yet kind and approachable, someone impossible to refuse.

For the entire afternoon, Zuo Jun wandered through the Liu estate. In those few hours, the grand Liu manor became utterly desolate. Zuo Jun witnessed firsthand how a family that once lived in luxury could scatter like birds and beasts in an instant.