Chapter 135: Making a Cheongsam—the Bride Must Look Gorgeous

"Xiyu's cousin could be appointed as the assistant manager..." Gu Bin was meticulous. "Let her be your eyes and ears; she can report the situation here to you at any time and alert you if anything unusual happens."

"Fine, that's the plan..." Wang Fan's eyes brightened. "I also think she's quite sharp and trustworthy."

"She has ambition; she wants to start her own company." Gu Bin glanced at him with a meaningful smile.

"Ye, Aunt Su will not dissuade you from slaying Dugu Feng, but you must truly think twice before acting against the True Dragon Holy Dynasty. It would be better to wait for our Lord to return before destroying them!" Princess Su Feixuan advised.

"I have calculated enough. I won't force you anymore. Go!" Mo Heng turned his face away, refusing to look at her again.

Death Mask intended to use his Praesepe Underworld Waves to send his opponent to the underworld, but Vaishya always managed to dodge at the critical moment. Milo was even more theatrical; he had already poked several holes in Kshatriya, but none were fatal, claiming he wouldn't truly kill his opponent until the fifteenth strike.

Just as the Sword Hero was about to strike General Crab down with a palm, a loud shout erupted from inside the main gate. The sound seemed to come a moment too late; the Sword Hero had already committed to his technique, and his palm landed solidly on General Crab's chest, blasting him away.

She took out her phone, but seeing this, Fang Sheng snatched it away and powered it off.

"What exactly is the deal with those two idiots?" Tian Qi muttered in frustration, feeling completely bewildered.

Upon hearing Song Jun's words, Tian Rui'er stuck out her tongue. She couldn't treat Song Jun the way she treated Dongfang Bai; since she wanted to curry favor with the Song family, she had to distance herself from the Pang family.

This message played repeatedly over the broadcast. All the inmates in the cafeteria looked toward the speakers, falling into an instant silence. The final word, "freedom," struck a chord in their hearts, leaving many of them restless with hidden intentions.

Next came the Nirvana process to restore the physical body. Nirvana requires burning in fire for at least seven days; naturally, the longer the duration, the greater the benefits. It also depends on the type of fire—mortal fire, earthly fire, heavenly fire, or divine fire. Each is different, and the one undergoing the tribulation must choose based on their own capabilities. Choosing incorrectly or being blindly overconfident can easily lead to being reduced to ashes.

His hand rested on the back of Chen Yilin's hand, but she subtly pulled it away.

Yet, the melodious flute music persisted, the eerie melody echoing in their ears, and a sense of foreboding washed over them.

Time ticked away, and the ants on the giant web grew fewer and fewer. Just as the green venomous insects were about to devour the last of the giant ants, a loud tearing sound rang out. The web shattered, and Si Wuxie fell to the ground along with dozens of large insects.

Qin Che looked toward the man, only to see that he had been hoisted into the air just as he reached the company's reception desk—he was well and truly dead.

Zhu Yun crouched down to pick up the token, exhaled to blow off the dust, and carefully inspected the material. Finding no damage, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Gu Chen emerged, he found it strange not to see Liu Xi. He scanned his surroundings, noticing that the people nearby all wore grim expressions.

Immediately after, he leaped up from the ground like a startled rabbit.

Zhu Yun hurriedly clicked to accept the delivery. In an instant, a sharp pain shot through his mind as a flood of information poured in.

"Human blood?" Li Meng asked, puzzled, as she had never heard of such a thing. She knew this was far too early for her to understand, but there was no choice—if she were to keep fighting, knowing this information could only be beneficial.

"Is that so? Then, may I ask how the strength of a dragon hatchling compares to the power of the vampires you mentioned?" Lian chose the best unit of measurement for damage to illustrate the point, as a dragon's power should be roughly consistent regardless of its origin.