Chapter 599: Promotion, Wealth, and a New Wife

The closer the Shangyuan Festival approached, the busier Fang Chongyong became.

It wasn't until the day before the Shangyuan Festival that he finally had time to rest, sitting in the government office study, reading an "unexpected" document.

Recently someone presented him with a treasure, responding to the government's bounty for agricultural techniques.

The "treasure" is a technique: building farmland on a lake surface with wooden rafts to conduct "soil‑free" cultivation!

This method, although it still needs soil, no longer requires "land". When

He lifted his head, and a cold glint flashed in Xi Men Zhuixue's eyes. The sword in his hand swung down fiercely, striking directly across Xi Men Yuan's neck.

"Go, bring the Grand Association of Alchemists, the Grand Association of Artisans, and the auction house staff; I have matters to discuss with them," the Cang family patriarch thought for a moment, then ordered.

After all, he had been a soldier all his life; even in poor condition, he could still maintain the proper bearing at critical moments.

Seeing Nan Xun turn black‑faced with anger, he turned and left; Bai Zhenzhen instantly composed herself, hurried to find Xing Yue, and told her the whole matter.

When Xi Men Zhuixue and the others appeared, the movements of those people froze, and they all stared at Xi Men Zhuixue in unison.

The void of this domain is extremely solid, inheriting this world's void characteristics, yet before the sword‑light river it remains helpless.

Originally watching the scene for fun, he glanced at Mo Qianyi's Feng Qiyue; after receiving that emotion, his mouth twitched involuntarily, "Ninth Prince, what do you mean?"

The ultimate time technique! The most awesome art—once you employ time freeze, even the greatest masters become trash before you.

Perhaps fearing eavesdropping walls, Lu Shaofeng didn't state things explicitly; some remarks are best left just hinted at.

The matriarch who controls the Jiang family's power knows who Gu Jingchen is! Earlier, Mrs. Xu had mentioned to her that Xu Huanyan wanted to marry Gu Jingchen.

"If you have anything to say, say it at the police station; I, Liu Yi, will not let a bad person go free, nor will I mistakenly kill a good person." I can no longer recall how many times Liu Yi has said this to me.

After Mo Jing Tian briefly explained the demonic clan's blood‑sowing, Huan Yu was both shocked and terrified; his mind quickly linked the previous clues, and he suddenly realized, "So this is the ultimate goal of the Dragon Boat Project." He finished speaking, still trembling with fear, a cold sweat covering his body.

Since learning about the burden on Shen Wen Zhi, Mo Xingchen went from stubbornness to anxiety; hearing the continuously mounting lash counts made him even more frantic, his eyes kept spinning, and finally he fell to the ground, bowing and saying, "Master, I acknowledge my guilt and willingly accept punishment."

Edward's face darkened; as he watched himself being suppressed, accompanied by a ripple in the air, he vanished into the underground passage.

"Roar!" I hadn't yet broken free from the words of the heart‑flame, when an earth‑shaking roar echoed— it was the giant dragon demon, already at the city wall.

A member of an organization actually took a liking to an ordinary laborer like Lao Zhang, married him and had children; it's like a princess marrying a farmer, and even an ordinary farmer at that—unthinkable.

The uncle and nephew, spurred on, finished drafting all the edicts to be issued, then struck while the iron was hot and released them immediately.

"Then we can enter the playoffs by virtue of being last on the points leaderboard, and we won't have to worry about the second‑last's expression," Da Shan said solemnly.

"Five children died here; sigh, it's truly tragic, the bodies seem incomplete, as if a beast had gnawed them—so tragic, so tragic..." The passerby finished, and Tong Daming and I were stunned; five children—could it be such a coincidence?

"Then we can keep the anti‑gravity star formation? Can we remove the offensive methods to save a bit?" After experiencing the feeling of being as light as a swallow, soaring through the sky, it becomes hard to give it up.

The eunuch consort in the inner palace produced a rope‑blade that had been prepared long ago, and shakily placed it upon her own neck.