Chapter 20: The Most Precious Beginning in the World!

“Yes, that’s right!” Feng Yunshan was pleased to hear the figure, glad that Nanji Hardware Store was turning a profit. Even in its early stages, earning thirty thousand taels a month was quite impressive. The key was that Nanji Hardware Store could continue operating, allowing it to integrate into the local community. This way, he would have a valuable informant on the ground.

This Golden Cicada would become a prized immortal in the future. If demons or monsters appeared, mentioning the pilgrim would be like inviting trouble to himself.

Xia Zihong and Ning Qiushan shared a knowing smile, sensing that Liang Du was truly a capable father. As they chatted casually, the tea master who had been brewing tea prepared cups for Wang Cong and his three companions.

Watching the demon ape take two deep sniffs of the air before turning and running off, Wang Hao remained untroubled. It was likely off to find prey to exchange for roasted meat.

However, Wang Hu paid no heed to the mockery. His eyes were fixed intently on the bamboo tube, waiting for the moment water would flow out.

At that moment, a beautiful figure appeared at the restaurant’s entrance. It was none other than Zhao Xiaoqian.

“Think about it—if we show these materials to our superiors, and they take action against Zhang Tianshui, wouldn’t Li Ya be implicated too? If Li Ya is dealt with, wouldn’t that be equivalent to going after Tian Feng as well?”

“So it’s the Northern Desert Twin Foxes; no wonder…” This time it was the Yan King speaking, who seemed to have heard of the Northern Desert Twin Foxes before.

He then unscrewed the cap, drained all the water, and dashed back with the empty mineral water bottle. Four or five burly men went wild, furiously digging at the third wall with their hands.

As a result, Hong Xiuquan felt a chill of fear. He never expected that a straightforward extermination of Yang Xiuching would turn into such chaos.

Though now limited by the deterrent power of the Heavenly Eye preventing the summoning of the Celestial Demon, the Destruction itself possessed overwhelming combat strength and physical resilience. Combined with the destructive power granted by the Twelve Heavenly Divine Fiends Formation, Destruction still stood proudly at the pinnacle of the mercenary world.

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Zhao Feng couldn’t help but glance at the slight reveal of soft curves now and then. Zheng Shuang seemed aware of his gaze and did not shy away, allowing him to look as much as he wished.

A furious roar erupted, as if the Supreme Sovereign had become enraged. A tremendous force burst forth, shaking the entire Moon Embrace Pavilion violently, as though it might collapse at any moment.

Though Wen Chun remained calm within, he couldn’t help but wonder what changes might come next.

Similarly, the mysterious flames of talisman creation could offer no aid, leaving Luoyu helpless. After all, human effort has its limits—a fact he was well aware of.

“Forget it. Since the matters of the Golden Sword Sect concern them and not us, let’s treat this as a simple outing. Remember, no trouble must be caused. Once the grand assembly ends, we leave,” he instructed Sima Haoyu, feeling an inexplicable unease from somewhere deep within.

Upon the old ancestor’s shout, Dongfang Qiming and two others drew their swords as if confronting a grave threat. Their eyes scanned behind them, finding no trace of disturbance, and exchanged confused glances with Dongfang Yulong.

They were merely putting on a show. Meanwhile, on Zheng Fei’s side, they tried to persuade him gently. If Zheng Fei succeeded outside, they might ask him for a job introduction later, which he would unlikely refuse. Among the fat pigs, these people were helping him avoid a beating from Zheng Fei.

“What’s the use? If only I had known back then what I know now!” Murong Shu closed her eyes and murmured to herself.

Two foolish girls with ample charms jumped up simultaneously, beating their chests in lament of their own stupidity. Then one went to find her eldest brother, the other to seek out Chai Xiaohe, disappearing without a trace.

Now the man finally responded. He turned around, took out a rag, and wiped his hands. “What divine weapon? Let me see.” He didn’t believe Lin Yun would produce any miraculous weapon.

Suddenly, I felt suffocated, though my nose was not covered. The unrelenting terror, like a dark current beneath the sunlight, threatened to engulf me entirely.

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Though Huo Zhanbai appeared aloof before her, there was a delicate warmth about him. She had long planned to flee far away, yet now, looking at him with such tender affection, she felt an indescribable emotion stirring within.

It was best to avoid conflict everywhere; no one was worth provoking. Perhaps they should consult Yang Lin, the initiator of this alliance meeting, who was still sulking in the city’s main hall?

Fear had lessened somewhat, but whenever she saw him or heard his voice, the oppressive aura clung tightly as ever.

Her best friend had long ceased to see her as a friend… all she had done was for revenge; what she thought was protection was seen as a mistake. The pain was real, deeply cutting.

Why come to the hospital? Because the police arrived and she wanted to watch the commotion? That wouldn’t do. How to put it properly?

Zhou Na nodded in agreement beside Gu Nantang, carefully maintaining her proper demeanor before him.

Sun Ruan’er was helping Zhao Yun adjust his clothing, her smile radiant like blooming flowers, her slender fingers gently smoothing his collar. Zhao Yun seemed to accept this willingly, showing no intention to refuse.

“Rushuang, I came here not to cause trouble. Setting up this life-and-death Feng Shui formation was only to see you once more. I don’t care who you carry in your heart now, or whom you love—I must see you, and there is one question I need to ask,” the man said, gazing at Rushuang.