Chapter 74

In the afternoon, Fang Qingye was at work, browsing various financial news online, when his phone rang—it was his second uncle, Fang Jianhua, calling, so he answered.

“Xiao Ye, at work?”

“Yes, Second Uncle, what’s up?”

“Is it convenient to talk?”

“Yes, go ahead.”

“Do you know Mayor Mei from the Municipal Finance Bureau?”

“He’s my alma mater classmate; a few days ago, I went to the city with Director Xia to attend a school…”

The hundreds of bodyguards from the Xiao family all collapsed to the ground, screaming as if their limbs had been severed on the spot.

But then he remembered the tabloid news he’d seen before about Stark.

“Senior, buy me a moment!” Ye Feng gritted his teeth, struggling to hold on. He had managed to sit up, but upon hearing footsteps outside, he lay back down, afraid of being discovered.

Meanwhile, countless Chinese viewers who had bypassed the firewall were filled with exhilaration, even reaching a peak of ecstatic excitement.

“What’s wrong, Tian Tian? Did someone bully you?” Bai Chu picked up Tian Tian, who was trying to cry but holding it back, his voice soft yet slightly hoarse.

With the Tangyao app relaunching, he had quietly decided: from now on, he would no longer casually log into top international platforms, but instead turn the Tangyao app’s metaverse space into the true central stage.

“Lily cake? Dad, you mean this is a dish? A sweet made from lily flowers?” Yin Kai asked.

His face, gaunt with deep wrinkles and skin stretched over bone, shifted from cruel brutality to the cold hardness of a frozen statue.

An Zhengye stared at Xue Jingrou, saying not a word, but his gaze was so cold it filled Xue Jingrou with unease.

But now it was possible—after synthesizing all the data and trends, under Wang Nu’s argument, Wu Xuan actually saw this possibility.

Snow fell intermittently all night, blanketing the city in white, adding a chill to a winter that had never been truly cold.

She blinked, staring at her older brother as if seeing a ghost, as if she didn’t recognize him at all.

While Chen Yi was chatting with the system, the Hongmeng world underwent a massive transformation—waves of destructive energy ravaged the Hongmeng world.

They had originally believed that by resolving the immediate crisis, they could save the world. But now they realized the Demon Emperor’s power was far greater than imagined—their challenge dwarfed all their expectations.

Dong Qingfang came to the institute to be promoted from senior analyst to chief analyst; he had many subordinates to assign, but the institute was a one-rabbit-one-hole setup—Lu Haijia had taken the hole, so what about the other rabbits?

The nearest city to the Jiuyou Mountains within the borders is Buluo City; if departing from the imperial capital, it takes five days to reach.

One by one, Yu Wuxia carried people out, his slender frame seeming weak, swaying slightly. But every person he carried out was lifeless—not Ye Hua.

“Eat slower—no one’s going to steal your food!” I stood beside him, watching him enjoy his meal, my heart full of joy.

Any further thoughts or speculations are pointless—only before the Tian Dao Stele will everything become clear.

This seal is no ordinary artifact—it was forged by an ancient powerhouse—but Yun Chi once held an equal or even higher status, so the method to break it was not difficult for her; the difficulty lay in her current lack of immortal energy and low spiritual power—she could not rely on cultivation to undo it.

“Ji Anqi, who gave you permission to enter my room?” Ji Nuanxin’s eyes were icy—Ji Anqi had audacity indeed.

The other two robbers saw that even with three against one, they gained no advantage; now he had an extra ally, and their leader was wounded—the situation grew worse for them. They exchanged a glance, feinted once, then seized the wounded leader and fled at top speed.