Chapter 89: The Sponsor Shows Up!

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In the general manager’s office.

A scene shocking enough to drop every employee’s jaw was unfolding before the desk—no, not some salacious rumor about secretaries working overtime day and night.

Instead, their forty-something General You’s computer was streaming a game livestream.

“Unfortunately, WOA Dawn Wings still failed to seriously hinder NXG; under JM’s leadership, NXG crushed them again.”

Chu Yu was glad he’d placed his bet correctly—he was now a great benefactor of Yue Ru Palace. Once the sect weathered this catastrophe and the Abbess returned, if he ever faced a major hardship, he wouldn’t hesitate to ask for help.

But since it was a malevolent spirit possessing the body, the security chief’s corpse had become immensely strong without growing sluggish. As soon as it moved, the room erupted into chaos; Qu Zhongzhi was pushed to the brink, nearly caught several times.

Su Junge said nothing; her gaze drifted far away. Why must it be so entangled? The more she tried to stay out of it, the deeper she sank—when had she become trapped in the spider’s web?

“Beijing Continent’s Xuantian Academy’s Bei Suting bows before the elder, thanking you for your aid, allowing our continent’s cultivators to survive.” Bei Suting stepped forward and bowed deeply before the black-haired, white-bearded man.

Chen Tian quickly suppressed his smile. No matter how strange the man seemed, he was an elder—respecting the old and caring for the young was a virtue, and this man might even be a pill alchemist; that made respect all the more necessary.

Qu Zhongzhi’s eyelids twitched repeatedly; he nearly acted several times, but Cheng Bugui quietly held him back. Many questions remained unanswered—this wasn’t the time to turn hostile.

For the human race, they felt a flicker of pity, but they themselves were not human cultivators; they would not help this race survive, and inwardly, they even wished to hasten humanity’s extinction.

“Haitang has every right to scold you, because Haitang is a five-star hunter…” Haitang said coldly.

Most people here realized Mo Wujie intended to pick a fight with Situ Qian—but Mo Wujie was now a disciple of Xuantian Academy, and no one dared speak up for Situ Qian.

Xia Yucheng remembered the DNA theory and grew angrier, yet she couldn’t find a single reason to blame this man, so she just kept hitting him.

Regarding the Qixia Temple matter, Zhu Zhongba now believed the people involved were certainly numerous. If he were to intervene, he had to carefully plan how to handle them.

“I’m actually worried about the future of Sifang City,” Xu Zhan said, as if understanding the octopus’s concern.

When the master heard Lao Qian’s voice, he seized it like a lifeline, leaping up instantly, ignoring the pain on his forehead, grabbing Lao Qian’s arms, and staring at him with desperate eyes.

But who knew the man inside was Su Cheng, chairman of HyperTech, the world’s youngest capitalist, hailed as the future leader of the business world.

Zhu Zhongba thought: with his modern scientific knowledge, getting rich would be as easy as playing a game.

Canghong Daoist’s eyes gleamed with curiosity—toward this ancient sect long spoken of in legend, he felt an unexpected spark of interest.

In another room, Ye Tian guessed Ren Siyu was still busy; he wanted to buy him more time.

The Bai Bo Army and the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu—even if Yan Bei controlled You and Ji provinces—could never be treated as mere subordinates; at best, they were vassals who retained immense status under Yan Bei’s command.

“Why do I suddenly feel like this is settled?” Wang Chen whispered to Lü Wei beside him, who solemnly nodded in agreement.

Ling Ximo hadn’t expected that the mere mention of the Luo family didn’t deter Su Ni from investigating—it only strengthened his resolve to dig deeper.