Volume 1, Chapter 26: Eight Million to Purchase the Zheng He Treasure Ship Model

Xia Jingtian searched the internet for information on Zheng He’s treasure ships. Although he was trapped in this void of a space with no connection to the outside world, utilities like water, electricity, gas, and internet connectivity remained functional, provided he kept his accounts paid. To ensure no interruptions, Xia Jingtian had prepaid a thousand yuan for all these services. According to the records, Zheng He’s fleet consisted of sixty-two treasure ships; the largest measured 148 meters in length and 60 meters in width. They were the largest wooden sailing vessels of their time, featuring four decks, nine masts capable of hoisting twelve sails, and anchors weighing thousands of pounds, requiring two to three hundred men to set sail. "Such a massive ship, let me see if I can find..."

"Yao'er, where on earth are you? It is all my fault; I should not have coveted the Phoenix Zither. Forgive me, for I am parted from you for a millennium. Yao'er, have you forgotten me?" A faint, ethereal voice emanated from the mouth of the ice lizard, permeated with a profound sense of regret.

"Heh, what we threw back then was not stones, but fire!" Xiahou Dun straightened his expression as he explained.

"You had better speak now, or you will regret it." Fang Chen finished counting and looked at the henchman with a cold sneer.

Afterward, they fixed their gazes on the golden palace in the distance, which was still emitting ripples of mental energy.

Zhao Daheng was surprised; though Gu Zhao was young, he grasped the global situation with remarkable precision, especially regarding the economy, and offered unique insights. For a man like Zhao Daheng, whose business interests extended well beyond the film industry, he found himself deeply resonating with some of the points Gu Zhao raised.

Song Ziyang knocked on the door gently. Seeing no response, he raised an eyebrow. Could the girl be in class? If so, he would simply go to her dormitory to rest and wait for her.

Du Bin returned quite late. He did not turn on the lights when he entered, presumably out of consideration for the sleep of the narrator and Xigua. Yet, as the moonlight filtered in, the exhaustion on his face was clearly visible.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyang used the key Huang Shan had given him to open the dormitory door and strolled inside.

***

As soon as Ling Qian finished speaking, the rain vanished as quickly as snow under a scorching sun, leaving the sky instantly clear and vast.

Felicia’s words made Angela’s cheeks turn even redder, leaving her without the courage to even offer a rebuttal.

In Su Jun’s room, she was lying on the bed, intending to sleep, when Angela suddenly leaned in and caught her off guard with a kiss.

The next day, before anyone else had risen, Lan Yu was already standing at the entrance of the police station.

Long Jinfeng and Wen Wu exchanged glances, a flash of awkwardness appearing in their eyes. Their behavior was not lost on the others, who began to whisper among themselves.

Recalling over a dozen years ago, if Alan hadn't set a trap that left him with no way out, he wouldn't have ended up on this filthy, point-of-no-return path today. Thus, in Ding Zhen’s heart, this family was no different from his enemies; he simply had to wait patiently for an opportunity to turn his fortunes around.

He could feel her body trembling and her tears falling onto his shoulder. All he could do now was provide her with a sense of security and hope, hoping she would grow stronger and better able to protect herself in the future.

Meanwhile, the Chu army besieged You City for over a month, engaging in several battles with mutual losses, though the details need not be recounted here.

However, the third brother was unaware of the twelve million that Li Huanhuan and the narrator had found in the secret base of the Wanlong Society.

After washing up, Song Hu went inside to relieve Uncle Li. Uncle Li, not feeling particularly sleepy, decided to go out to buy breakfast and wake up Li Tingmo along the way.

Xiong Yaohui accepted the check and said, "Very well, consider it done!" He then went inside to call his wife to thank their benefactor.

Zhao Ran watched him walk away, feeling deeply anxious. If Gong Bo refused to help her, she would truly be out of options.

One had to admit, however, that this ancient, veiled attire was more alluring than many vibrant and stunning makeup looks.

Gong Bo gracefully picked up the tea set and took a sip. Then, with his distinctively knuckled hand, he set it down, a look of disdain appearing on his face.

In addition, a large stone bowl was filled with wild winter-stored fruits that had been well-preserved in the depths of a cool, shaded cave.

***

Rolling up his sleeves to reveal bulging muscles, he hoped to intimidate Lin Qingyue into retreating and obediently following them, but would Lin Qingyue be afraid?

With Tang Lingxue overseeing the Yu Group, there were basically no major issues, allowing him to focus on his breakthrough with peace of mind.

"So that’s it! No wonder you were so generous and righteous—it turns out you stole Uncle Lu’s money! Su Yang, you are truly shameless! In all my life, I have never seen someone as shameless as you!" Lu Yingying joined in the reprimand.

Especially the moment she was kicked out by the teacher in the dance studio—the sense of grievance and despair had coalesced, making her feel as if she were suffering a breakdown.

The video was one she had secretly filmed behind the tent yesterday. The clips were all essential highlights, and she had released them herself without going through Gong Mingxi.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Su Mu drove quietly. Though he said nothing, he was exceptionally agitated inside.

Yuan Gui analyzed the situation repeatedly, concluding that only Yuan Zhang possessed such methods. Yuan Ying thought for a moment and agreed that only he could act with such stealth.

Finally, the cockroach died. It didn't even struggle; it simply perished silently in Ye Qian’s hand.

Just as they entered the passage, Mo Xingchen struck out with both palms to the sides and darted ahead, shielding Xuanyuan Ting and Feng Qianyu behind him.

As the Yin Wind Old Ghost fell silent once more, and the Ancient Blood Dragon—which had been stared at by Lin Han’s intense and meaningful gaze—also closed its eyes, the dim cavern returned to its hollow, deathly stillness.

At this point, everyone sighed. Reflecting on their long cultivation journeys, they realized it was inevitable to occasionally feel restless or arrogant, forgetting that a practitioner should always remain humble and composed.

Once one’s physical body is cultivated to a certain level, there is no need for spiritual power to stimulate lightness techniques; the body, tempered into steel, naturally becomes as light as a swallow.

Lying on the stretcher, Yu Guiyuan looked at the charred face of the old man’s second son and was nearly startled. Especially when he saw the old man’s second son reunite with his father, the two hugging and weeping, tears streaming down their faces.