Chapter 51

The person who sent the gift was fully prepared. The gift had been paid for and entrusted to someone else for delivery, and even the person who dropped it off at the door had long since vanished. Where on earth could one find them now?

While Jiang Han's ears could capture a vast multitude of sounds simultaneously, perceiving the source of every single noise clearly, the eyes were simply incapable of taking in that much at once.

Zhang Changgong dumped everything out of the container in one go. Although there were numerous items inside, not a single one could be used for crossing the river.

Besides, no prior notice had been given; otherwise, Du Wanhqiu's mother-in-law would not have appeared here.

Aside from all that, the true heritage of the Shamanic Medical Dao that set Jiang Han upon a completely different path was the section concerning cultivation.

Yet who could have foreseen the twist in events? A Grand Dao cultivator had wandered into this area. Fortunately, that person likely disdained to lower themselves to deal with their group; otherwise, they would have been utterly doomed long ago.

Kyo Kusanagi's power remained at twenty-five percent of its ultimate limit, but due to his profound comprehension of the Kusanagi fist techniques, his actual combat prowess now enabled him to fight on par with Iori Yagami. However, he merely possessed the qualification to fight him, nothing more.

Gao Ming thought for a moment and said, "If your mom is really pressing this hard, why don't you withdraw the three hundred thousand from the financial management plan first, and I'll find a way to borrow another hundred thousand to pay her back?"

Upon arriving in Macau, Xie Yeyu directly sought out the large jewelry store recommended by his contact. After negotiating the transaction with the owner—who was the contact himself—he transferred four million RMB into the jewelry store owner's mainland bank card. In return, the owner handed over four point five million HKD in cash that had already been prepared.

The publisher of the video never showed their face. In truth, by this point, who had released the video was no longer important; what mattered was that, according to the verification of the municipal bureau's experts, the time and location of the recording matched the patient-doctor incident at the municipal hospital entirely. In other words, the authenticity of the video had been confirmed by the police.

Only the legendary realm of Celestial Immortals and Mighty Beings could effortlessly traverse the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths without restriction, yet such existences were mythical figures even high above the Nine Heavens.

Ye Chu himself had once cleaved out worlds independent of the Primordial Chaos, let alone other living beings. Therefore, worlds outside the Primordial Chaos undoubtedly existed, and their number was by no means small.

However, no matter how Cao Yue performed the scene where his protagonist met Fan Bingbing's Wu Zetian—who was dressed very revealingly—Director Li Dahong was simply unable to be satisfied.

"Cao Yue, do you have a death wish?" Cao Yue actually belittled her to her face, and Tong Weiwei was furious.

"Why? What happened?" Rosemary was not some foolish wealthy heiress; she was exceptionally intelligent and acute. From her grandfather's tone and attitude, she instantly realized that something extraordinary must have occurred.

Using the selfie mode, the two of them also took numerous deeply romantic and affectionate photographs, blending their profound emotions with the vibrant scenery of spring.

The members of their faction had not yet awakened. If Moyou and Xue Mo were to escape, they would undoubtedly hunt them down, destroy them, and even take the opportunity to annihilate those still slumbering in deep sleep.

The old man felt as though his weapon were wedged into the hardest adamantine profound stone; no matter how hard he exerted his strength, it was as futile as a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree.

Just as the enemy sniper aimed at Cao Yue, the sniper rifle in Butterfly's hands spat out a bullet, firing directly toward the spot where the muzzle flash had just flickered.

That scene remained vivid in his memory; it was truly a sudden turnaround into a picturesque village—simply wonderful.

Upon the high platform, Nalan Wudi first spoke to Ling Yue and the others on the arena, then shifted his tone and glanced at Han Zhen beside him.

Lin Meimian glanced out the door, and the two individuals obediently shut their mouths and left. Before departing, they still looked filled with grievance, though they dared not show it, given her status and formidable martial arts skills.

Suffering an attack from five ghost-headed warships at such close range, even the Heavenly Fiend Warship could no longer withstand it.

The tear in Lin Meimian's eyes fell upon Shangguan Zisu's lips. She lightly pursed them and murmured, "Exalted Sovereign, you are finally no longer a ghost." With those words, Shangguan Zisu powerlessly lowered her hands, closed her eyes, and smiled faintly.

Kalete turned pale with fright, once again mustering her strength to support his trembling frame, while Noah also strode forward to assist.

As she spoke, Lin Meimian's true form grew faint and finally vanished altogether. Yunmo staggered a step, losing his balance, a single tear tracing the corner of his eye. In the end, she didn't even deign to give him a final glance, leaving not a single word behind. Perhaps this was for the best—vanishing from before his eyes meant out of sight, out of mind.

What about Luo Xi in Liuyun Town? Did she already know the news of his death, and was she consumed by grief?

Fu Can held his Wind-Breaking Sword, gazing at the azure, cloudless sky and the brilliant sunlight, surrounded everywhere by utter devastation. He could not help but throw his head back and let out a long whistle.

General Kuangshe's body was completely torn apart by the surging power erupting from within, reducing him to a bloody mess. As the thunderous energy burst forth from his body, a deafening explosion echoed, creating a scene reminiscent of heavenly lightning destroying the world. All the sword Qi shattered instantly, transforming into strands of true qi that scattered in all directions.

Sure enough, a myriad of rosy clouds blossomed, and the golden pillar of light grew even brighter and more blinding, standing proud against the firmament like a pillar supporting the heavens.