22. To Make It in This World, You Need Power

Xiao Wei felt another surge of excitement—partly because the matter was finally settled, and partly because of the generosity and trust shown by his fellow townsman, Manager Fang. In truth, this wasn't exactly news to Xiao Wei; he knew what he had done, but actually winning the award was an enormous, unexpected surprise.

"It is just as you see it. You have accepted the dowry, which counts as agreeing to this marriage; it is time for you to show your chivalry and claim your bride," Chun Xiao said with a casual, indignant remark before pulling Wang Shishi away by force.

Gong Jiuyang waved a hand and said, "There is no need." Yi Zhengyan was startled, swallowing the rest of his words. Xia Dayu and the others sitting to the west, seeing his dismissive attitude, could not help but feel a surge of anger.

"At least three thousand. My subordinate only lured five hundred of the enemy troops here, while the rest headed toward the main camp. I have already sent word to the main camp," Su Lie continued.

Suddenly, two Taoists approached from beneath the jade tree. Their attire differed from that of the other great divine beings, and they were followed by six disciples. Seeing the Three Pure Ones accompanied by several disciples as well, the two Taoists exchanged glances and walked forward.

"I don't believe you can hold back," Xia Fei hummed, wanting to say more, but someone behind her suddenly called her away for a meeting.

"Mother, it has been a long time since I’ve seen you smile so happily." Long Yinxie might have been a hero in the eyes of others, but before his mother, he remained a child who never grew up.

"A bonfire party?" I didn't see a single household with a fire last night, so why is there a bonfire party tonight?

"Get out! I want some peace and quiet!" Qin Chao was left speechless by the thick-skinned nature of these two fellows.

When the eldest sister mentioned praying for blessings, the mistress and her servant initially tried to decline, but upon hearing that Gu Lianchen was also going, they immediately changed their minds. Could their intentions be any more obvious?

Bai Ri looked at Shan Jin with confusion, seemingly failing to understand her meaning. Before he could speak, the sound of metal clashing rang out from ahead, accompanied by the weeping of someone begging for mercy.

Mu Chenxia rose early and habitually opened the window to see an endless stream of pedestrians on the street. The rising and falling cries of the vendors sounded like a beautiful melody. Having spent the night in darkness, Mu Chenxia couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips upon seeing the prosperous scene before him.

Stepping out of the wooden hut, a breathtaking lake appeared before him. A path wound through the water, leading to a peach tree that stood ten stories tall. White clouds drifted among the canopy, and from time to time, birds darted in and out—it was truly beautiful.

Xia Shuo looked back at Shen Nian. Under the lamplight, the boy's face looked clean and handsome; no matter the angle in the mirror, his reflection was flawless.

As soon as Lin Yu entered, he was astonished by the scene before him. The courtyard was clean and orderly; although it lacked elaborate floral decorations, it still looked like a proper place.

"Let them go play on Old Street. Apart from the bell-ringer, no one can enter this courtyard." The old man knew everything happening behind him. Linglong waved her hand, and the two maids at the doorway received their orders and withdrew.

At this moment, the executives were staring at him with expressions as if they had seen a ghost. Their unblinking gaze caused Gu Yinyang to narrow his eyes and chill his handsome face.

"No way? In my memory, there is no image of you at all!" Nalan widened her eyes and spoke aloud.

The Taoist left with a solemn expression, not forgetting to try and sell his amulets to Gu Yinyang before departing.

"You must be starving. Don't worry about me, eat whatever you like. This is your home." As she said this, her face flushed slightly, and she glanced at Shen Jun to see if he had noticed the subtle change in her expression.

Standing before the full-length mirror, the two faced each other. Wei Yefeng looked at Lin Xiaohuan as if watching a newlywed wife tending to her husband.

Her skin grew more radiant. The creature that had just emerged was a Clear Beast, obtained by chance during a campaign. It could purge impurities from the body, making everything within perfect and restoring it to the healthiest possible state. The murky air it had just exhaled was the residue absorbed from refining the blood, essence, and spirit of infants.

Qi Ming lunged at the two like lightning. Two crisp sounds echoed in the air, and the men followed in their companion's footsteps, flying backward for hundreds of feet.

Wang Zongqi said nothing. Two of Changqing's confidants set up a table and wine glasses for them. After pouring the wine, Wei Yefeng personally handed a cup to Wang Zongqi.

"You are very clever, your guess is correct. Shen Jun is not dead, but my men are. What do you intend to do?" Han Ya leaned close to Shen Huo and asked.

"You should have a good talk with your friend. Even if he holds on, he won't get what he wants. After all, the dead cannot return to life. Keeping his soul intact is already an act of mercy from the heavens," Da Ji said to Ye Shaoxuan.

"Hello? Who is this?" Qian Qiyue held the phone in one hand while scanning the documents with the other.

Cen Kexin then remembered that someone had suggested a karaoke party a couple of days ago; it was perfect since tomorrow was Saturday.

"You—you actually dared to ruin my plans! Break him for me!" Ximen Cuo gritted his teeth in anger. His two henchmen attacked Shen Jun, but they were no match for him; with just a single move, they were sent to the ground, howling in pain.

Dongfang Wuchang screamed as his arm turned black in an instant; the pain twisted his face into a grimace.

She would rely on her own gradual cultivation to ascend. As for the so-called Dao Fruit and the Divine Dragon, it was enough that they listened to her commands.

Of course, there was a market for this technology, primarily targeting large-scale growers. Such clients usually didn't lack sales channels and weren't afraid to maximize their yields.

Indeed, had it not been for the appearance of these gray wolves, Leng Yi and his companions might have died of thirst or hunger in the desert.