Chapter 36: Chang Hao’s Invitation

Any jadeite material capable of reaching the "glass species" grade is destined to be incredibly expensive, let alone a massive block weighing seven or eight kilograms.

Chang Hao’s heart skipped a beat. He lunged forward to inspect it, and immediately after, he regretted it so deeply his guts felt twisted.

The large triangular piece, its outer skin now removed, looked like a thick-skinned watermelon, wrapped in a layer of "fog" three or four centimeters thick. Yet, inside, the material had fully cleared, revealing a delicate and rich spring-like hue.

Pan Yumei couldn't help but sigh with regret: "Oh my, this piece is like a thick-skinned bun. Boss Chang, if you had cut just one more centimeter deeper, you would have reached the fish meat. What a pity..."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything; her words only deepened Chang Hao's depression, making him want to jump off a building on the spot.

This...

Besides, even if Tang Yi lacked talent in poetry, he could always "cheat." There were plenty of brilliant poems and beautiful verses from the next thousand years he could use at will.

"Didn't I tell you? Changing or not, that is the only common trait they have, damn them," Abel said, his tone quite impatient.

In the spacious inner courtyard, a main seat stood at the very front, flanked by two large, high-quality rosewood tables. Further down, rows of guest seats were arranged on both sides. The tables were already set with fresh fruit platters, and large red lanterns hung high above, creating a festive and grand atmosphere.

So, was the anxiety that had permeated his entire being also caused by what Ming Qi had mentioned?

The entire mountain forest was so quiet that one could only hear the chirping of birds, the cries of beasts, and the sound of wind rustling through the leaves. Apart from that, there was no other sound; it was terrifyingly still.

Asendi nodded and then touched the flickering flame to the tree bark. He was not without trepidation; if these fires got out of their control, they could easily burn everyone here to death.

This was an obvious fact. Usually, no one paid it any mind, but once Song Kai pointed it out, everyone understood it clearly.

"But..." Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Lin, then shifted his gaze to Nangong Yu, who was visibly anxious beside him, his eyes filled with struggle.

Although it wasn't Peng Chongjia who came, in the eyes of the alliance's top brass, Li Qing’s standing was in no way inferior to Peng Chongjia's; he was already qualified to represent the Sword Alliance in paying them a visit.

After persisting for quite a while, he finally saw the seabed. A ghostly white giant ship leaped into his view.

"You said you wouldn't be angry, so why did you hit me?" Cui Jun clutched his cheek, looking completely innocent.

Each of the four sides of the city—east, west, south, and north—had a gate guarded by demon soldiers wielding swords and halberds, with extremely tight security. A hazy, smoke-like aura permeated the sky above the city. This aura was immense; it was neither the spiritual energy of heaven and earth used by cultivators nor the energy of yin and yang, but a malevolent demonic aura.

Furthermore, Lu Bu sought out Diao Xiu'er from time to time, and through these visits, the two gradually became familiar with each other. Lu Bu would tell Diao Xiu'er about his glorious past, and she would listen attentively, her eyes filled with a glimmer of admiration.

If that were the case, these evil cultivators were going to such great lengths to absorb the vitality of ordinary people to refine large quantities of blood pills, surely intending to circulate them so that the strange power contained within could transform normal cultivators into blood-crazed monsters.

"Right! If you choose to stay here, you can only remain within the martial arts hall! If you appear anywhere else, the consequences will be severe! Of course, if you want to go out, you can speak to Gao Chong at any time!" Zhao Kang said, looking at Baifeng while gesturing toward Gao Chong.

Further back, a large-headed man scratched his head and said nothing, looking adorably dim-witted.

Zhou Jiping also smiled. He wasn't laughing at Pierre’s wretched state, but rather a helpless smile—this Pierre really was something special. Was it stubbornness, resilience, or... a fetish?

"What happened with the golden light last night?" Seeing that Zhao Kang’s tone was somewhat nonchalant, Shi Wu continued to ask.

Chen Jun walked Zifeng out of his room. Although Chen Jun desperately wanted Zifeng to stay, he knew Zifeng would never do so.

At this level and in this setting, the theoretical issues discussed were never just theoretical. Behind every theory lay a different background and guiding ideology, and the hidden implications were what truly mattered.

Just as Chen Chong lay down, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was Yang Huan. This girl rarely called; what could be the matter today? Could something have happened? Chen Chong sat up and answered.

The vengeful spirits in this world were basically those whose deep-seated resentment had taken control, turning them into souls completely devoid of thought.

"Sister, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but giving your kidney to Long Yan is truly reckless." Yu Mao had scolded Su Xi for this many times before.

Yang Huan didn't stop him, letting him hold her hand as they walked toward her home. However, when they reached the door, she pulled her hand away. Chen Chong glanced at her and let her be.

"It's our turn!" Tolia grabbed Youlidan and the others, running over to detain Delphi.

"You just chose it, don't you recognize it, Young Master Qin?" Dongfang Yuan asked with amusement. Usually, Qin Molu was the most lively during meals, so he thought that even if he didn't know all the dishes, he would at least know what was in his favorites.

Zheng Qiaoshan knew her excuse sounded terrible, but given the injuries he had on him, no excuse would seem normal.

Luna’s response made Sherlock slightly angry. It was the first time everyone had seen the aloof Sherlock frown in displeasure.

Zheng Qiaoshan covered the nose that had just been lightly flicked, rolled over, sat up from the sofa, and stared directly at Dane.

Huge rocks fell from the firmament, a piece of the sky went missing, and beams of scorching white light leaked through.

At that moment, Sikong Hanshao was clearly fighting a hard battle because he could only dodge, not attack! Although neither of their health bars had dropped much, and although he managed to narrowly avoid every attack just as it was about to land, he couldn't keep dodging forever.

Mu Linglan: ...It’s not because I like "cool" people... Don't you think people who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside are adorable?

[Guild] Big Brother Sun Wukong: Boss, how old are your kids? Are they old enough to run errands yet?

Chen Ze’s right hand, glowing with golden light, swung like a blade. Like an indestructible divine weapon, it slashed and sent the charging bone demons flying.

Da Zhujian frowned and scanned the crowd. He already knew the situation, but the Sword Casting Workshop was his turf; how could he allow people from Ruo Qingfeng to come and stir up trouble?

However, Qiao Muchen did have a point. At least in this photo, she didn't look noticeably ugly.

Just as Bai Shanshan was lost in thought, she saw Alina flip to another photo. This was the one Qiao Muchen had always kept in his wallet. It was a photo of Qiao Muchen and Su Lin together.