Chapter 172: Far Ahead! (Extra Chapter!)

“Kaka, Zhang Qiluo, MINI!”

“Feng Yanan… Shi Yue… Han Jin…”

“White… Liu Mou… Dong Wei… Han Yiying!”

As one familiar name after another passed across the list, Jiang Ming’s expression gradually turned to surprise.

Yes, surprise.

To be precise, he hadn’t expected Jingjie Culture to attract so much attention; after all, the Jingjie Culture guild was still just a

“From this situation, Brother Yilong, you have no choice. But there is another way to ease it: since they want you to fill your harem, you can also choose your own people to enter the palace—split the harem evenly with theirs, keep them in check, and prevent them from monopolizing it.”

“Why? Being loyal means never abandoning a teammate! I misjudged you! If you say that, what’s the point of being brothers!” Yue Sheng said, eyes red, setting down his cup and turning to leave.

“The news says it’s a seed. The agent’s mission says it’s a descendant of Beta Persei. Who knows if it’s alive or dead.” The speaker was Shui Huaning.

So I recited some things from memory, and to my surprise, that alone stunned Uncle Fu.

Du Yi knew this might be his opportunity—and his disaster. Three hundred years to become a Celestial Immortal? He had never imagined it. His advancement to Earth Immortal Mid-stage was likely due to his master, but reaching Celestial Immortal would rely entirely on Wu Mei—he would truly have to fight for his life.

But the assistant was merely Gu Qianyi’s assistant; after conveying Gu Qianyi’s message to Mu Yang, he had nothing left to do and bid Mu Yang farewell before returning to G City.

“Fine, but I need to read it two or three times.” Zhang Xingsheng dared not say he’d memorize it after one read—that would be too astonishing.

A cold wind brushed past; the puppet giant’s eyes slowly gained a spark of life, his body creaking and groaning as he moved toward Du Yi.

Hua Tian had already arrived beside me, wagging his tail, glancing at the old man, then saying: “You’ve finally come. Good, follow me.” The old man nodded slightly at that moment; Hua Tian walked straight out the door, and the old man turned to follow.

“But this death is too merciful for him. His crimes are heinous—he deserves to be sliced a thousand times.” Mo Chuan sneered dismissively.

With no other option, the Soviet military began generating revenue on its own. Later, after the Soviet Union’s collapse, the widespread theft of weapons and military supplies had already taken root during this period.

“Chief, do you remember the Mun siblings searching for someone with a crescent-shaped birthmark?” Luo En decided to stop hiding it; the Mun family was mysterious, and he must warn Chief Brian.

She had suddenly become untrustworthy in his eyes; because he cared, he feared—and he had lost all sense of proportion.

Hearing the duck-head and his subordinates’ conversation, Yan Feifei struggled even more fiercely, but the ropes binding her were too strong—no matter how she twisted or pulled, she could not break free.

Humans harness demons to protect themselves; this is an extremely common practice. Demons possess supernatural abilities; humans do not. With demons’ aid, humans grow stronger. Thus, a saying circulates among the people: “Whoever controls the Demon King controls the world.” Many emperors with strong ambitions for power spent vast sums seeking the Demon King.

Xiao Xianzi, sitting in the black-and-white house, looked pale. She had never imagined that in Lu Li’s eyes, she was untrustworthy—a demon to be erased at any moment.

“Li Xuan, debts must be repaid sooner or later…” His hand clenched into a fist; a cold killing intent, deeply buried, surged within him. He could never forget that moment—crushed beneath a mere aura, unable to rise, his martial will nearly extinguished.