Volume 1, Chapter 118: Investigating Cao Qingzhu!

Cao Qingzhu cursed Qin Bao in her heart but was unwilling to miss the opportunity.

On one hand, a spy like her needed a place to rely on. A man without support, once he grew old and lost his allure, would no longer be useful to the Yan Kingdom.

Where else could a female spy, especially an aging one, possibly go?

She hadn’t expected to hesitate for a moment before finally agreeing. She said she could stay the night but must leave early the next morning—before dawn—lest anyone see them. Since she had said that, I thought I might as well stay.

After speaking, Lin Longtu stood up and staggered slightly as he walked back to his bedroom.

After crossing the street, I wasn’t far from that thief. I shouted at him to wait. He glanced back at me, paused for about two seconds, then took off running.

For some reason, even though she was a fellow guard, her standards for Yun Ruiyi were much stricter than for the others.

But from what I overheard during their argument, this man didn’t seem to be her brother; he appeared to be someone who was harassing her. Regardless, I felt I had to intervene.

Altogether, sixteen cups of "Heartache for Ten Thousand Years" were poured down Wang Zuo’s throat, finally bringing him to the brink of drunkenness.

As for the payment, I received just over two hundred but less than three hundred, after various deductions. This made me realize how hard it was to earn money.

The divine realm expanded to about fifty zhang in width, and the spiritual herbs ceased to grow taller, instead spreading evenly throughout the realm.

They claimed that the loudspeaker belonged to their Iron Blood Hall. I couldn’t get away with attacking members of the Iron Blood Hall.

Following the principle of meeting force with force and water with earth, Emperor Chen Qing preferred taking the initiative rather than passively defending the main camp. He granted Zhang Bainin’s request to choose a location and have an honorable battle.

Emperor Chen Qing might not see his potential now, but this kind of temperament already marked him for an extraordinary future.

Hearing Ye Fei’s protest, the GG team coach immediately backed down. Mainly because he had no proof that team Feiyang was cheating. Besides, each team had official referees watching closely during matches to prevent cheating.

Especially someone like the Sniper God, who reigned supreme on sniping maps like Watchtower City, but on close-combat maps, he was no different from an ordinary player.

This is the famous story of the Cat-faced Old Lady, widely told within the Daoist sects. Almost every cultivator knew it by heart. Seeing these black cats before me, I couldn’t help but think of the tale of the Cat-faced Old Lady.

“Welcome back, welcome back!” Shu Lan cried tears of joy, clinging tightly to Lin Feng, pressing her delicate body close to his wild, beast-like form, savoring the long-missed warmth.

At this moment, the entire Taiyi Immortal Mountain was fully exposed in the sky. The powerful figures in the air finally breathed a sigh of relief; the turtle shell had at last been shattered.

That lie could no longer be exposed, for doing so would plunge the forum into a massive scandal. In such circumstances, countless cultivation forums would immediately emerge to compete for users. Even if the Divine Realm forum survived, it would never dominate the way it did now.

Damn it, was this a joke? Hearing this, I suddenly had nothing to say and fell silent.

Amid the crowd’s murmurs, the person in charge of the Zhong family clinic stood awkwardly not far from Shen Qiang.

After flying for over an hour, the moon hung high above the treetops. Shen Tianyu spotted a scenic spot below, descended with a flash of sword light, found a sheltered place, and laid out formation flags.