Chapter 576

The White Dragon King fell silent for a moment, then said: "I didn't know before, but after fighting the Water Ape the night before last, I had a bad feeling. The Water Ape's identity seems extraordinary—not some wild demon, but one backed by a Demon King."

Xiao Yu narrowed her eyes and said: "You didn't know about the Demon Serpent before, and you barely spoke to the Water Ape—how did you get this bad feeling?"

The White Dragon King said: "That Water Ape killed one of my water gods—the Gan River River God."

Xiao Yu did not ask about the Gan River River God.

Damn, these standard conspiracy theorist thoughts could very well arise in Ryder's minds—after all, the humans in this world are externally strong but internally weak; any spark of uncertainty could instantly shatter their spirits.

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from beside: "Han Dong, let me wipe your sweat." It was Zhang Meng, dressed in her blue-and-white school uniform, offering her Qingfeng-brand tissue.

But when Ye Zhong left, Dong'er gave him a long, meaningful look, leaving Ye Zhong utterly confused.

In the process, his figure grew mottled and translucent, like a mirage fading away, vanishing without a sound.

"That's right—only holding shares, no interference, personnel unchanged, pure investment. Of course, if the company makes any major decisions, they must go through me…" Li Fangcheng affirmed again.

The problem is, Ling Hao's current realm is simply too low. If Ling Hao were at the Divine Realm—even just a False Divine Realm—after activating the Green Emperor's Divine Art, these seven would die instantly.

But Xu Wuyou's cultivation method is unusual: at the Immortal Sovereign realm, there are no other bottlenecks, unlike them who have Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Platinum realms—so it's impossible to tell whether Xu Wuyou has even advanced to the Platinum Realm.

Wu Zhengguan pointed at Ye Tian with his finger, gritting his teeth in rage. He was just about to threaten Ye Tian with some harsh words like "I'll make you pay one day," when a large wave of cold, golden-yellow liquid, fragrant and thick, splashed across his face.

Medil bowed her head in obedience, then turned aside to clear the path. Where she had stood, a swirling red glow appeared in the air.

The master and disciple returned to the main hall. As before, it was wild vegetable hotpot, but Ye Tianming ate it with great relish.

She pressed her lips together several times, then closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and regained her usual expression.

Of course, he wasn't without sense—he'd already been planning to investigate Baiyu through the Investigation Bureau.

"Stop! Who dares cause trouble on my territory?" Empress Feng coldly shouted, a powerful aura erupting from her body.

Taking a deep breath, the president of the Psychic Association—the stout middle-aged man—smiled faintly.

Feng Bing'er froze in surprise, then joyfully realized her body was emitting a powerful Phoenix force. This power, like roaring flames, was slowly devouring the cold darkness of the chamber.

Even before "feeding," Su Yu could reinforce the seal on the Savage One in advance, giving it no chance to stir.

Subordinates raised their fists in unison, cheering wildly. They had full confidence in Empress Feng, born of the Phoenix Clan, and believed under her leadership, ultimate victory was certain.

But now that I've adjusted my schedule and my condition, maintaining a daily update of ten thousand words for a month is no problem.

Nantian Temple glanced at Nantian Qing and shook his head. These two girls—each one's cunning surpassed the last.

For Puzhu, this would only strengthen the soul or increase knowledge—it would not raise the level of the summoned beast.

He still believed it more likely that Asai Makoto would carry out the plan—hatred isn't easily forgotten. Take Kinjiro: Nan Gong Qing had blown up his car dozens of times, and Kinjiro now wanted nothing more than to kill Nan Gong Qing.

These two yi cong have followed me for a long time. As warriors, they should have died on the battlefield, yet they perished here in the Jiang Mansion—I owe them this.

In Jero's eyes, a flicker of emotion passed—a strange, inexplicable gleam reflected in his resolute gaze.

Moreover, the list Chu Feng gave her, she had already dispatched personnel from the Dalisi and the Ministry of Justice to investigate; over the past half year, the cleanup is nearly complete. And Chu Feng's new laws have been implemented with remarkable effect across Da Qian.

"Why are you leaving so hastily? My work isn't finished yet—if sales are poor, will you take responsibility?" Zhong Xin Chun'ai burst out angrily the moment she arrived, her unreasonable attitude instantly apparent.

Seeing Conan, Xiao Liang's trembling heart calmed slightly. He loosened his grip and released Baijing Guangxiong.

The one who acted was Chen Li. For two thugs whose cultivation barely matched Jade Pure Level Three, it was effortless to deal with them.

In a room, likely dark to save on electricity, a man cloaked in black took several deep breaths. Fortunately, he had endured much, and his character had matured.

I tilted my head slightly, and through the window lattice, beneath the rolling black clouds, I watched the sudden burst of light from the lightning, illuminating the side of the Heavenly Decree Divine Official's face.

This place has a gathering effect, but customers passing through the alley always walk past the hanging flower gate; only a few couples linger at the stalls, selecting gold and silver ornaments or zodiac necklaces from the charcoal fire.

Today I intended to keep him at the mansion to rest, but Bai Rong insisted on following. When I met Bai Rong's dark, resolute eyes, Ruoxin immediately surrendered. She's always soft-hearted toward those she likes, and would never force him.

The next day, Chu Aotian took Ji Xiyen back to the ancestral home for dinner, sharing the good news with his family.

Both groups of criminals were badly wounded and startled by the police's sudden appearance; several collapsed onto the ground with thuds, and the rest dropped their weapons.

Hmm… although what he said seemed somewhat reasonable, his tone felt slightly unnatural.

"No, I can handle it myself," Yan Xiaoxiao grumbled inwardly. If you're so capable, why don't you buy out every instant noodle company in the world? You can eat it, but won't let anyone else touch it—what an odd habit?

No sooner had he finished speaking than several squads of mansion guards surged from around the ancestral hall, surrounding the imperial guards Bai Rong had brought. Outside the hall, the clash of weapons rang out, flames flickered, and shouts deafened the air.

Because the Shaman Shrine had previously provided a reasonable explanation and guidance regarding the massive corpse of the corporal-level demon outside the city, most citizens passing through the gate merely glanced up briefly at the demon corpse, frozen in its dazed pose for months.