Chapter 90: Hurry Up and Bury It (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"I've been studying directing lately and plan to shoot a different MV using this song as practice—would you be interested in starring in it?"

Qi Hao chose the same excuse again.

Otherwise, he couldn’t explain why he wanted to shoot a separate MV.

As for whether he’d become a director in the future, Qi Hao had never truly considered it—that would be something for much later, after his passion for acting had somewhat faded.

By then, when facing a career shift or seeking higher entertainment

Decades ago, he had been surrounded and attacked by ten Heavenly Mechanism Holy Kings, yet he decisively defeated them, causing all ten to perish in regret.

It contains the essence of Red Dragon blood and dozens of precious materials, capable of awakening the bloodline power of Earth humans.

At that moment, a bell tone rang out; the Dinghai Pearl’s flying form halted, then hummed back to the Ancestral Dragon’s side, its luster dimmed.

After a brief discussion, these Wuzhu people once again looked at their lord with renewed confidence.

"The game just got upgraded, and they’re already rushing over to attack?" Qin Haonan was stunned upon hearing this.

This is the nature of the Snake People: if your absolute power far surpasses hers, she will submit—even worship you.

Even with formidable vitality, to these powerful beings, they remain negligible, easily obliterated with a single strike.

Master Gu coldly spoke, then lightly pushed off the deck railing and leapt into the bottomless sea.

Even the Military God List warriors, affected by the Evil Horror Illusion, moved sluggishly and were injured by the insect race’s attacks.

Whoever becomes the Lord of Tianmen will gain boundless benefits: not only an inexhaustible supply of cultivation resources, but also the respect of the entire Middle World and even the entire Level-Five Realm Map.

She was in terrible pain, truly terrible pain—the silent beads of cold sweat proved the agony she endured.

Actually, Mu Ximei had only remembered the plum cake still in the pavilion halfway after parting with the Thirteenth Prince; she immediately turned back, but found the Fourteenth Prince had already left, while the Ninth and Eighth Princes remained.

This statement was true: judging from Liu Ding’s extravagant behavior, no ordinary official would spend so lavishly—the deputy mayor was undoubtedly a corrupt official.

Lin Hanxi and Leng Wuchen rested in the room, each lost in their own thoughts, occasionally exchanging half-hearted words.

She didn’t fully believe the Yan Emperor’s words, yet her heart stirred with unexpected excitement: if her mother truly lived, wouldn’t that be wonderful? No one is born from a rock—everyone wishes to have parents, a home, and siblings.

"Bang!" Lin Kai had just come downstairs upon hearing someone was looking for him when he was struck hard by a punch, staggered, nearly fell—but thanks to his daily training, he steadied himself and recognized the person's face.

Breaking up was one thing, but choosing a hideous, fat lump like that—wasn’t that a slap right across his face?

Strange as it seemed, Leng Wuchen had long known Lin Hanxi’s original status, yet seeing her awkwardness while interacting with her family still stirred a pang in his heart—he couldn’t imagine how she had lived in the Chancellor’s mansion all these years.

Feng Ming nodded, paid the silver, picked up the cloth, and followed Luo Xi. For these past few days, Feng Ming had played the role of a porter.

"You’ve been smiling the whole time—did my eating habits amuse you?" Mu Zhihan wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Four icy, gleaming crossbow bolts pinned the Ice Soul Corpse King’s limbs to the wall; the fifth bolt pierced its skull, and as it screamed, I reduced it to ashes with a Daoist flame.

The ferocious aura emanating from the Star Beasts was too intense—any Heaven Rank cultivator could sense it from a thousand li away, which is why they were forced to hide underground, using chaotic star energy to mask their presence.