Chapter 49: Fifty Taels Per Person

The gilded signboard of the Yuchang Pawnshop gleamed with a matte finish. The three-compound residence had a much more solemn facade than the surrounding shops.
The black-lacquered, slatted gate stood half-open. Stepping inside, one could see the copper-trimmed counter and hear the crisp, rapid clicking of the pawnbroker’s abacus.
A pair of black leather boots crossed the threshold first. Seeing another customer in the shop, the newcomer did not rush forward, choosing instead to wait until the person left with their pawn ticket. As the two brushed past each other in a hurry, the other person kept their head down to conceal their face.
"Our establishment conducts honest business; we simply take a slight loss on the face..."

Despite his young age, Xiang Mingxiao had already attained the third realm of the "Shadow-Swift Extinction Divine Art," leaving the gathering of Jurchens dumbfounded and causing them to forget to cheer aloud.
After all, the prevailing rumor had always been that the Great Elder possessed the strength to rival a Martial God; against such formidable power, Xiao Yunfei was still far from confident in his ability to cope.
Captivating the mind and soul, to put it bluntly, meant the ability to control a person's thoughts and intentions. Although it was not considered a particularly high-level skill among various spells and supernatural powers, it was indeed a highly practical method, especially in the mortal world.
Furthermore, the troops left behind were genuine elites of the Morgan family, armed with the most advanced weaponry in the world.

The saber techniques "Vast as the Sea" and "All Rivers Converge" unleashed by Yang Yunhan completely blocked the frantic onslaught of the two masked men wielding a broadsword and a halberd, after which he launched the "Serpent Coiling Posture" from the "Dragon Armor Divine Formula" against the two masked men wielding a vajra pestle and antler hooks.
With Jin Zhiri's single step, the heavy infantryman holding a shield was forced a step backward, instantly creating a slight fissure in the otherwise flawless tortoise-shell and fish-scale formation. Simultaneously, Jin Zhiri's long saber swept out without a moment's delay, slashing toward the other heavy infantryman standing right beside the one who had just retreated.

Xuan Yuanike said, "How could I possibly miss such a momentous occasion as the emergence of a Divine Emperor, especially when it concerns your Water Moon Sect?" He laid a particularly heavy emphasis on the final few words.
"So what if it is!" Lu Xuan adopted an utterly unbothered, thick-skinned attitude. With a quick retraction of his spiritual energy and a flick of his wrist, he stowed the Purple Lightning Sword away into the illusory wish-fulfilling realm.
"Brother Wang! Pingdu City is no place for me. I come from the countryside; it seems I can only go back," Xu Lihong said with an expression of utter helplessness.
"Roar..." Niukui let out a long howl toward the heavens, and his body suddenly underwent a transformation, revealing his true demonic cultivation form.

Listening to the sophistry of these indigenous youths, the interrogating intelligence officer stated bluntly, "If you continue to shift the blame onto the Chinese youth you abused and shot, I guarantee that the ones dying shortly won't just be you."
"Then, Big Sister, can you pay two yuan for me to take a look?" the arch-fiend asked shamelessly.
How could that fiend possibly heed the words of the elderly Buddhist lay practitioner? Yet, the old practitioner pressed his palms together, causing a golden lotus to bloom before his chest, with smaller golden lotus flowers blossoming upon it, presenting a magnificent sight. However, this was merely a temporary illusion, incomparable to the true creations of immortals, Bodhisattvas, or even this fiend.

After entering, Ye Bei swept his gaze across the room and walked straight toward the administrator's desk.
Accompanied by the ambushing Eighth Route Army troops, the clean-up operations began on a squad-by-squad basis. The Japanese soldiers, who had already been thrown into a state of dizziness and confusion, completely lost the ability to resist and could only watch helplessly as one grenade after another was tossed into their carriages.
That dagger even flashed a silver-white light in the air, emitting a piercing, rushing sound as it frictioned against the atmosphere.
He, however, was quite the opposite: his clothes were off-the-rack items from the street, his bicycle was a shared public bike, and he wore not a single piece of jewelry on his body. The only thing of any worth he possessed was probably the sports digital watch on his wrist.

"Oh, Yezi, why are you back so early today?" Song Lanlan was in the middle of applying nail polish and looked somewhat surprised upon seeing Ye Ziyu enter.
A muffled whimper escaped her throat, and a pair of eyes scanned her surroundings in terror amidst the darkness.
When the porridge and steamed buns were first served, everything was fine, but the moment the green vegetables were brought to the table, Tom immediately covered his mouth, backing away while calling out to Yu You for help.