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Chapter 240: 234 Financing

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Those who handle technology handle technology, those who analyze the market analyze the market, those who ponder capital ponder capital.

In mid-April, after nearly two months of intense preparation, Yu Xing suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulders, and only then did he realize it was late spring, the weather now mild enough for just a long-sleeved shirt.

Immediately afterward, he fell ill.

With temperature differences between morning and night, and having not gone for morning runs in a long time, he took a sudden interest in running—and promptly developed a fever.

Yu Xing did not force himself to work, and with the doctor’s advice…

After returning home burdened with worries, Lin Yingxue had planned to carefully devise a strategy to prevent trouble before it arose, but upon arriving home, she discovered that something awaited her there as well.

After being admitted, she saw only a garden full of blooming flowers, artificial hills and flowing streams—a scene brimming with poetic charm… had the woman walking toward her not been a middle-aged matron heavily made up, it would have been perfect.

“Ling Yan… you…” Xing did not know how to answer Ling Yan; she had no idea what he had experienced in the illusion, so she could not answer his question.

After speaking, Liu Yu immediately hung up the phone and pulled Gan Lian toward her friend’s house.

Ultimately, it was because the divine and demonic realms of transcendent beings—the stronger the divine or demonic entity, the deeper its realm, and the greater its power upon breaking through into transcendence.

Qing Lian handed a dagger to Sun Kang, then turned and ran out, leaving Sun Kang stunned in place, unsure what to do.

Once pushed to the brink by Wu Dongtian, Liang Xiao would retreat into the Lotus Realm. In such a case, even if Wu Dongtian were merely an Immortal Emperor, let alone an Immortal Sovereign, he could never locate Liang Xiao’s whereabouts.

Fortunately, she did not wait long before the shopkeeper arrived with men carrying wooden buckets and knocked on the door. Chu Yunqing quickly lowered the curtain beside the bed, concealing Di Mo behind it, then turned to open the door.

Kan Suyi’s face flushed alternately pale and red, deeply embarrassed; Wu Chengfeng also realized he had spoken too harshly and said, “Elder Kan, don’t take it to heart—I know you’re anxious, but can’t we search slowly? Let’s find Chenxi first!” Kan Suyi’s tension eased slightly.

Yet Sun Zheng was upright; even faced with the desperate pleas of Feng Biao, whom he had once considered a friend, he stood motionless, unmoved, fully obeying Liu Yiming’s orders and arrangements.

After all, Murong Feng still had reservations about Murong Kun, so he would not lightly let Yan’er take this potion; yet such an opportunity was once in a millennium, and he could not bear to let it slip away. Thus, the safest course was to test it on himself first.

Zhao Ming found his smiling face repulsive—smiling outwardly, yet inwardly treacherous, fiercely competitive; such a man deserved to be crushed underfoot and humiliated thoroughly. Zhao Ming refused to answer his question.

The disciples on the ground all looked up at the sky, watching several senior uncles and aunts pointing at Liu Chan, utterly bewildered.

Du Gu Chunyu and his group had eagerly gone shopping long ago, but Luo Tian had not—he was too busy.

Leveraging this advantage, the World Government and the Dragon Clan forces immediately counterattacked, slaughtering tens of thousands across three legions.

But no matter who Gu Qi was, what his background was, or how strong he truly was, within the territory of the Daqian Dynasty, the most powerful force was always the Protecting Dragon Clan—their pride could never, at any moment, be violated.

Back in the Inner Sect, Chen Feng’s expression remained calm. No one could detect any unusual emotion on his face caused by Chen Tianan’s influence.

With his left hand severed, Yang Jian endured the pain and left a wound on Zhen Ruo’s right arm. For an instant, Yang Jian felt pity—but wasn’t it often true that even when unwilling, one must force oneself to act?

“If they wish to fight until their final breath, let them all die. Collect all enemy corpses and hand them over to the accompanying Undead Clan,” Lei’ona said.

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