24 Coaxing

"What is it you truly want from me?" Gao Man kept her head lowered, yet Su Cheng could see a flush rising to her fair cheeks, and a faint, misty color gathering at the corners of her eyes.

Following the guidance and hints provided by Zhu Yuanzhang, these skilled craftsmen began to print the Ming King banknotes.

At this moment, over at the Three Realms Mountain, including You Chen, five masters of the Control Realm had already arrived. Because of the presence of the Benevolent and Malevolent Demon Buddha, although their Ten Thousand Beast Valley boasted six great valley masters, they were certainly not going to get off easily. Of course, the six valley masters did not necessarily represent the entirety of their Control Realm strength.

Guo Jia’s suggestion aligned with Yan Bei’s consistent cunning when dealing with enemies, though Yan Bei only intended to create a smokescreen. As for showing weakness? That was out of the question.

Due to the impact of graphene, Super-Dimensional Technology Company had, following its successful advertising push, finally entered the public eye, becoming recognized by people across various industries.

In his youth, this monk had also once hoped to establish himself through the imperial examinations. However, at that time, the Yuan dynasty Chancellor Bayan held absolute power and abolished the examinations for two consecutive terms. One must consider that the imperial examinations were only held once every three years.

Zhu Yuanzhang understood clearly that he could use this education to reshape people, to propagate his ideology, and to grant everyone a sense of belief.

If the Yan family’s destruction of Goguryeo and the Buyeo Kingdom could be attributed to some clever maneuvering, then the sudden annihilation of the Southern Xiongnu was enough to send shivers down the spines of those north of the border.

Currently, the company remained at its original site. Because work was so busy, Su Cheng and Yao Lijuan discussed the matter and decided to wait until they had recruited a new batch of employees before beginning the relocation process.

Yin Cong said, "I have come here to restore my internal energy." Lu Yusi nodded, looking at Lu Yincong, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating.

"Huff... huff... you never-ending monster." Mu Fengye stared intently at Rustle’s right arm. Around the blade, a massive hand made of black crystals was gripping the weapon tightly. He did not know how he had managed it; he was simply consumed by the singular thought of saving Qiancao from its grasp.

"Tch, a mere human, stop ordering me around!" Muki transformed his right hand into a blade, his legs tensed, and he sprang instantly onto the roof, intending to cleave Aramaki in two with the sharp edge.

Yang Jian cursed himself for his loose tongue. How had he been assimilated by Ao Long after only a single morning? "Senior sister, it’s like this—due to my physical condition, I may not be able to return to the academy." Yang Jian explained the sequence of events.

Compared to the previous Heart-Piercing Fist, although its power was far less formidable than when unleashed by the Demon Spirit, it was much easier to master. Relatively speaking, the footwork of the "Walking on Snow" technique was much harder to grasp, though Chen Feng had managed to learn it, albeit barely.

"The Demon Prison—could there really be a Demon King? Is this the grand hall where it gathers its subordinates for counsel?" In an instant, a thought suddenly struck Ye Zhu.

The moment the three of them saw the coffin, their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled. As they exchanged glances, smiles appeared on their faces, though at the time, they did not notice that their smiles held a trace of something strange.

"To have such strength when you have only just entered the world of cultivation, your talent is quite impressive," Dou Ling said with some surprise. Many who had cultivated for decades had not reached the realm Yang Jian had attained.

"Understood, I shall go and see to it at once!" The servant cupped his hands in a salute and immediately retreated.

"Damn it, the defense is too tight." Yang Jian’s carefully calculated attacks were repeatedly blocked by Miyamoto Fujiwara’s twin blades, and Yang Jian himself was nearly struck by the Izumi-no-Kami Kanesada.

Looking in the direction of her gaze, Ying Jian did not seem to be looking at the face of the ice room, but rather at the clothes she was wearing. Yang Xiaokai felt a surge of panic; these clothes had originally belonged to Ying Jian. If she were to realize it, it would be a disaster.

Lin Yuan clicked in and saw Gu Zhirou sitting on the sofa, playing the guitar and singing, looking very happy.

Xiao Tianyu shook his head: "Better not say it. I don't want to hear anything right now." In his view, matters had reached this point; what good news could there possibly be?

As if struck by a sudden realization, I jerked my head up, looking at Banruo and Huhu, my eyes uncontrollably brimming with tears.

No sooner had the words been spoken than thousands of heavenly thunderbolts descended from the sky, striking every Flower Spirit. Mountain sprites and monsters feared heavenly thunder most; to them, this was no different from a tribulation. In an instant, the Flower Spirits who could not escape suffered heavy casualties, and the ground was covered in layers of their true form—petals.

To hear her uncle speak in such a manner—even though Lin Nuannuan knew Jiang Chao was not a good man, she still felt disgusted by him.

Qiao Shan reached out and took it. It was a check, the amount being one million more than what Butler Li had mentioned earlier.

She placed the items back into her clothes one by one and put on her shoes. Slowly, she walked toward the door.

While Chu Xiangsi was lost in thought, Jun Wuji could not help but want to kiss her lips, but Chu Xiangsi, having recovered her senses, blocked him with her hand and muttered a few words of dissatisfaction.

After turning off the lights and lying on the bed, she suddenly wondered if that shadow was Gongye. She must have been thinking of him until she went mad; how could he have come here?

"Forget it, Dr. Mao, there is no need for you to treat me anymore. Once Nuannuan arrives in the capital, you should return as well."

In Ruan Daxiong’s hands, the boat pole was lighter than an embroidery needle. With effortless grace, like a dragon boat race, the covered boat steered into the river, heading toward the direction of Shuixi Village.

When Wei Zhongxian recognized who the man was, he gasped in horror. The person being "tongue-pulled" was none other than Wei Zhongxian himself.

You Jian retorted to Yun Fan with disdain. He knew better than anyone what kind of person this guy was. He would never call if there wasn't a reason, and even if it were good news, he wouldn't share it. Looking at it this way, Yun Fan calling You Jian definitely did not mean anything good; otherwise, he must have been asking for a favor.

Shangguan Feng was pleased to accept the pair of spiritual objects, immediately ordering the servants in the mansion to prepare a grand banquet to entertain Liu Yi and his son, Liu Tuo.

The reason Yun Xiao was able to successfully cultivate the first of the Six Gates in such a short time was largely thanks to the help and guidance of the Moon Goddess. The Moon Goddess’s vision was exceptionally high, and her understanding of profound techniques was far beyond what a cultivation novice like Yun Xiao could compare to.

Liu Tuo couldn't help but stamp his feet, summoning his courage to charge into the ranks of the Fear-Green elite troops. With a series of slashes and upward strikes, sword light sprayed like flying silver snakes, the brilliance shimmering like falling pear blossoms, and the formation of the Fear-Green troops was scattered by Liu Tuo’s charge.