Chapter 826: Tribute, All Tribute

Executives from major record companies, including Sony, gradually realized this was clearly a publicity stunt.

They believed the amount of Zhou Yi’s renewal contract was undoubtedly the highest in history, but they simply couldn’t believe it reached such a level—it must have included converted resource investments, and the whole thing was staged as a major news event just before the album’s release to maximize awareness of his upcoming album.

Do you think so many media professionals didn’t

Li Xingyun was blasted away by the violent explosion’s shockwave and slammed hard onto the ground.

The executioner had been waiting long enough; seeing Yi Rushi drop the execution warrant, he spat a mouthful of liquor onto the great blade, then slashed once—cutting off the wolf demon’s head.

Although most of the cash was in Xu Yang’s hands, buying a car or a house was nothing for Li Lingling.

“That’s right. That’s how a villain should act—what era are we in now, where even villains have to be self-made? How boring! Fine, you spoke well, but I won’t give it!” He Jun’s words choked the bald man into silence.

Spirit is equivalent to what we call the soul; both humans and artificial intelligences gain their capacity for independent thought because they possess spirit.

This time was truly fruitful: Bai He finally fulfilled his wish by helping Cuiyun Bird successfully evolve, and the Yongshen Star he obtained could be sold at the auction house for a good price. Although Bai He said these flowers were highly toxic and no exorcist would want them, there might still be cases of Cuiyun Bird elsewhere.

Surging flames, chilling ice that gripped the soul, and seeping corrosive energy appeared in an instant and shattered the formation formed by Jiang Linlin’s summoned beasts.

“What big news could there be? Just drink up—we’ve got things to do after!” The man across from him said indifferently.

Wang Ning didn’t have this level of skill himself, but he always felt that if he could find a good traditional Chinese medicine doctor, there might still be a chance of cure.

Instantly, Li Xingyun was stunned—he had merely glanced at ancient martial realms, yet it triggered a system upgrade, granting him martial techniques and cultivation methods? He felt five mysterious, profound manuals suddenly appear in his mind.

Besides, Beishijie is so mighty that even Johnny Depp wouldn’t dare face him. What’s there to worry about?” At once, everyone turned toward Beidouxing.

Leaving that aside, even Constantin the Great’s current strength was something none of them could comprehend.

The mercenary strained desperately to wrench his wrist free from Bai Qi’s grip, but it felt like gripping a solid rock—he exerted himself to no avail.

As Jin Han’s voice rang out, the terrain across all surrounding planets seemed to shift, and even the planet serving as the command center rumbled with a deafening roar.

I hurried back to my room, quickly pulled on my clothes and pants, stepped out, walked to the end of the corridor, pressed against the wall, and could just hear Teacher Xu’s voice.

“Thank you, Commander, thank you, Commander—I’ll scatter the men immediately, ensuring you have no worries whatsoever!” Captain Hua said, beaming.

Now, my only hope rests on them—I hope they can truly rescue my father. For now, Uncle Zhang is helping him, so I’m slightly reassured; now I need to consider Shen Tao’s side.

One of them I recognized immediately—it was Seventh Aunt, who taught me Bagua Palm. After all this time, she was still as beautiful and elegant as ever, her appearance utterly incongruent with her age. By years, Seventh Aunt was even older than my father.

That day, Duan Ke’s first arrival wasn’t the upgraded Star Marker Map, but Li Wanli’s visit and decision.

She had planned to throw a tantrum before Mo Liang, knowing his weak nature would inevitably lead him to pay off the situation.

It seemed people had become numb at this moment! Or perhaps, humanity’s demons had begun to emerge as death drew near.

It didn’t matter how he tricked Scar into believing Lao Guan was dead, then protected Lao Guan—he seemed to have foreseen this day, having fattened Lao Guan up and delivered him to Chen Shuang’er for revenge.

“Yes, yes, Yan Dong is right! Ling Xia, we leave this to you.” The sycophant Yu Shuo played along with his master Yan Dong, luring Ling Xia into the trap.

As his features grew clearer through the mist, Ling Xia suddenly recalled her conversation with Lin Shuyu several nights ago—Lin Shuyu had urged her that since the man before her was Chu Yang, she should seize the chance, not let it slip away.

“Then go back. Goodbye.” Wu Kunyu waved at the two, exuding the air of a seasoned official.

The tall figure that had knocked him aside was wrapped in a black cloak, but Yan Qi recognized him.

“We broke up. Completely.” Yan Dong’s expression was unnervingly calm.

How the Water Qilin will escape remains unknown—perhaps it’s using some method of the True Spirit.

Mo Xiong felt a dampness below; he touched it. Though at five years old, wetting his pants was understandable, his inner age couldn’t accept it.

“I’m not worried about the tank units—the real problem is they’ve brought up zombie troops,” Su Qianqian also frowned.

“You know this person, right?” This time it wasn’t Bai Zihua who spoke, but Ye Xingtian, his gaze toward Madame Zhong carrying an inexplicable expression.

With such overwhelming numbers bearing down, only fools and arrogant fools would charge forward to fight. Clearly, Yan Ming, who chose retreat, was not one of them.

Though Lin Jiuying was far more polished than his own senior brother, when angered, he was stubborn beyond measure—otherwise, his police colleagues wouldn’t have given him the nickname “Whirlwind.”

Inside was only one room, where a cold wind seemed to blow from within, causing the torches inside to flicker erratically.

“Stop pretending! I’m the one who blocked you—so what? Is Big Brother Wu trying to teach me a lesson?” Chen Zhihe’s voice rang out at the same moment.

But their antics had caused so much damage that it would take time and effort to repair the vegetable shop’s reputation.

Ye Feng felt warm, wet fluid flowing down his leg—he froze instantly, utterly embarrassed. Madame Wang regained some strength, her expression complex, and pushed Ye Feng away, limping swiftly out of the Langhuan Jade Cave.

“What should I do?” As he murmured to himself, Yan Ming released his spiritual energy again, covering Longyan City—and discovered something unexpected.