Chapter 200: When Three Walk Together, One Must Be My Teacher

"Wow, really? I never thought it could be done this way." I stretched my neck, dragging out the words.

The two brothers had perfect synergy; Ha Kacha was clearly favored by the Divine Messenger—before such overwhelming power, any hesitation was asking for trouble, and Wu Lubuke, who had been blasted to death by the Divine Messenger's heavenly punishment, was a living example.

Originally, using Su Hang's identity as the "Miraculous Boy," he had successfully acquired 500,000 shares from Yahoo—proof that Yahoo had not lost a thing.

No matter what, we must first reverse this matter that has severely harmed many people's lives.

Helian Yi tightly wrapped her arms around his waist; originally, the steep slope had filled her with dread, but this embrace instantly dissolved all fear. Along this journey, she had always inexplicably believed that as long as Xiao Yunyan protected her, even the most perilous path would turn into a smooth road. By his side, she feared nothing.

"No one would dare scheme here—we're going to an auction, not venturing into the wilderness," Xia Luo chuckled.

"When you wrote to me that day, I immediately sent word to my sixth brother. But what exactly are you planning to do?" Xiao Yunyan stared at her with piercing eyes.

Burying carbon dioxide in the ocean? According to Professor Su, it's just an academic gimmick.

The eyes of the major sects toward Zhang Wuji were complex—single-handedly battling six major sects, his strength was unquestioned.

"Professor Su, sorry we're late," Yan Zhiguo strode in boldly, tossed down a chair, and crossed his legs.

Li Guocheng thought about it—he realized such people would only become more numerous; could he kill them all one by one? Better to focus on his own duties.

He was now beaten so badly that every part of him was either bruised or swollen; apart from one broken hand, there wasn't an inch of good flesh left on his body.

The information revealed from it was: this man named Li Mu seemed to know her very well.

"What? Left WK and found a new patron? " Thinking of how that damn girl had tricked him that night, he grew even more restless for her.

Yun Xirou and Yun Sheng were undoubtedly the two most watched contestants; Yang Ru had failed in her attempted murder, yet Yun Xirou had received Mu Chengxiu's support and still participated in the competition unharmed—truly opening everyone's eyes and making the competition even more dramatic.

Going downstairs and tossing trash into the bin, a cloth suddenly covered her mouth; she tried to cry out, but the attacker anticipated her move—the man swiftly dragged her into the car.

In fact, the strict Madam Yan hadn't entered the second courtyard where the two lived; she had been stopped at the gate of the first courtyard.

The others, seeing Jiang Li restrained, pulled egg after egg from a plastic bag and hurled them hard at her head.

It wasn't Xu Caiying's misunderstanding—even Yan Shoucheng, upon entering and seeing Su Yao slumped in the corner with her head down, was startled.

The crew stood in the water, desperately grabbing at nearby objects, using every ounce of strength to stabilize themselves. Yet their efforts were like a drop in the ocean against this brutal natural force.

Above the void, Gu Changyan witnessed Ling Zhongsheng appearing at his side; the weight of the Heavenly Stele instantly lessened, the pressure greatly alleviated.

But no matter what, Jun Yixiao couldn't realistically seize the Demon Seal with one grab; moreover, sensing insufficient power, the demonic aura surrounding the seal suddenly dispersed, sweeping away at an unimaginable speed the numerous demonic cultivators fleeing in the distance.

For a moment, the entire hall buzzed with discussion—though most believed Jun Yixiao had done this deliberately, aiming to provoke the other noble guest who had just cost him a great deal of immortal stones.

"What? The Qin people have allied by marriage with Feng Rong? Is this reliable?" Zhou Zhuo, the Prime Minister of San State, was greatly shocked upon hearing the news.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Ying Hai practicing walking nearby; though his gait was slightly limping, one could sense his determination.

For instance, she would conceal all this from the State Preceptor; she might even lie to him, claiming she hadn't stolen anything.

Qin Yan's hands pressed neither too hard nor too light; Shen Wan's feet felt wonderfully relaxed under his massage, then his large hand continued upward.

As for the rumored reputation of the Ghost Physician, Heng Yuan snorted—it was merely some fame outside. What Ghost Physician or not, he'd never heard of it. Otherwise, why would he have joined the Chi Xiao Academy to study alchemy?

Lu Zhenyuan's expression was hard to read—neither quite gratified nor quite wistful—his gaze at her held deep meaning.

With great effort, he forced open his heavy eyelids, swallowed the medicinal herbs down, and struggled on the edge of life and death.

As soon as everyone left, the entire palace was filled with roots, tightly packed with no space left, and countless more roots spread from the palace gate where they had departed, chasing after their footsteps.

The proper ritual was finished. Ming Qian let out a quiet breath, his mood lifting. He surveyed the Three Pure Ones Hall of Biyun Temple. The maids queued at the side hall's fortune-drawing platform to draw lots for divination—rumor had it that Biyun Temple's fortune slips were extremely accurate.

Saying this, he gave a pointed look at the man sitting opposite Xiang Wei, thinking inwardly: Rival in love? He'd never seen a rival help so willingly—he shook his head inwardly and turned to walk out.

"This child likes doing things with strong regularity—like solving Rubik's cubes and finding numerical patterns. He solved that problem he did in the car yesterday too; Dong Manni rewarded him with a model airplane. I wonder if this has anything to do with the pattern of death," Sun Yuchen said.