Chapter 107: 106, The Ten Refinements of Liu Benzun (4K, 1/2)

106, The Ten Refinements of Liu Benzun (4K, 1/2)

“The moment you show your face, the spirit demon of the Wealth Heavenly King will kill you…”

Zhou Chang’s pupils shrank.

He raised his hand to cover his left eye.

Inside his left eye, against a dark background, vast passages of the Great Product Heart Pill Scripture appeared to cluster around the central golden horizontal eye—but in truth, it was that golden eye that bound the scripture’s text.

“When I fought the spirit demon of Xielong Temple, strange changes arose within me,” Zhou Chang whispered.

Geng Haoshi actually held a certain fondness for Lai Dabao—whether for his slightly chubby build or his abysmal social standing, he felt a kinship with Geng Haoshi.

“If Zi Luo was lured into the abandoned dwelling and thus fell into the other’s trap, accepted the jade slip, and then unintentionally succeeded in cultivation, then surely he will come back for Zi Luo?” Gao Yue asked again.

If Geng Haoshi’s brain were a computer, its CPU would now be running at full speed. Yet no matter how hard he thought, he could find no good reason to make Yang Piping stay.

For the entire night, nothing entered Geng Haoshi’s dorm except for one visit from a stray dog adopted by the neighboring room—Geng Haoshi endured a stinking night without incident.

Nightfall, the moon bright, stars sparse, silver moonlight spilled across heaven and earth. Compared to the bustling opposite shore, the dock was quiet and still, the water’s ripples lit by city lights dispelling only a little of the cold solitude.

“Truly! I admire you, Senior Xu! I truly want to collaborate with you! But do you think your current realm allows you to oppose me?” As he spoke, Du Pingxi extended his right hand, all five fingers spread wide toward Xu Qingyue.

Before they knew it, it was 1980, and the state finally announced the establishment of four special zones; by then, Xia Zhi’s home appliance factory was finally completed.

“Boom—” Lin Yi’s spiritual platform trembled; in his mind arose a sky-covering, earth-spreading rain of plum blossoms—fluttering, elegant, sacred—falling upon his heart with the autumn wind of this night.

“I don’t ask for much—if anything happens in the future, I hope your grandfather will step in and protect my family.” I heard the name of Huang Shengxiang, the man who knocked me down—I knew that no matter the outcome, I would eventually face him.

“Hey, hehe, hahahaha…” Li Er dropped the newspaper and burst into laughter, leaving everyone around baffled. He laughed so long—over a full minute without stopping—that Simon tugged at his arm in alarm.

Hearing their words, Dongfang Fengfei lazily remarked, sneering at their trembling postures; in truth, she quite liked Yan Shutong—at least she wasn’t so pitiful, and had some spirit.

“Grandpa Gu, I understand your meaning: it’s that my rank and Mo’s cannot increase, but the energy within us can still grow—that is, our strength can still improve, is that right?” Dongfang Fengfei said after a moment’s thought.

Standing beside him was another gray-robed elder, whose aura was slightly weaker, yet still at the mid-stage of Heaven Rank. Two other elders, from their attire, were clearly elders of Ye Feng Palace.

Others might hesitate due to Zi Gongping and Xia Batian’s positions as school councilors, but Xiao Yao would not. All she wanted now was revenge—revenge, and nothing but revenge.

“I’m leaving,” Lu Cheng’an glanced at Wang Qian, but the latter showed no sign of acknowledging him; Lu Cheng’an said nothing more and walked off with the yellow-haired boy.

Although Lu Shi’s figure had thinned, her face carried a flush of color—clearly, she was not suffering from lack of food, but from mistreatment.