Chapter 41 Who Authorized Her Remarriage?

"You are..."
Madam Liu could hardly believe her eyes. "Jiang..."
"My married surname is Yuan."
Having returned to the capital, Yan Chaonian was naturally prepared to face her former acquaintances. Stepping forward with poise, she said, "You should address me as Madam Yuan now."
"Madam... Yuan?"
Madam Liu quickly digested the news of Yan Chaonian's remarriage and her triumphant return to the capital. "Madam Yuan, hahaha~~~ Very well, very well, Madam Yuan."

In fact, following the death of Yelu Chun, with the only legitimate heir falling into the hands of the Jin people, Xiao Gan had long harbored the ambition to declare himself emperor. And now, this just might be the opportune moment he had been waiting for.

Just as Madison Square Garden fell into a dead silence and all eyes were focused on Meng Xu as he broke through, a loud boom echoed through the arena, and Jermaine O'Neal was already hanging from the rim.

Had they been feral demonic beasts from the outside world that had grown to a high-tier superior level, it would have been nearly impossible for a few individuals who had just become warriors to trap them. External beasts possessed far greater intelligence, unlike the ones imprisoned here, which, even with a certain degree of cognitive ability, still appeared rather dull.

UBS cashier's checks enjoyed an extremely high level of recognition worldwide. They honored the instrument rather than the bearer; once issued, revocation was strictly prohibited, and the bank would deduct the funds directly from the account.

Midway through the battle, an immense and pitch-black presence surged forth, causing a slight ripple of astonishment in Qin Tian's heart. It could be said that Qin Tian's current power had nearly reached the level of a Creator.

However, caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, he felt too embarrassed to make things difficult for Xu Wei any longer. He simply tidied up a bit, just as the master chef entered carrying a sumptuous and exquisitely prepared meal.

After chattering away in a flurry of overlapping voices, Ma Yongming finally grasped the situation. Normally, they were all fellow villagers, many of whom were even distantly related, and none were eager to air grievances. But tonight, presented with this opportunity and warmed by a bit of alcohol, those hidden words began to slip out in a veiled manner.

She was asking about the wooden case Yan Fei was carrying. In shape, it resembled a suitcase, but it was crafted entirely from wood, finely polished, and equipped with a lock and a handle for opening.

The masked baron sat behind his desk with his hands elegantly crossed, wearing an exaggerated expression.

"What? She is not in the manor!" Bao Zheng was startled, then turned to look at Zhan Zhao, only to see a flash of red light as he vanished without a trace.

That sheet of paper seemed to simply float before his eyes, yet all probing through spiritual awareness and divine energy failed to detect its presence.

After all, high-level practitioners of the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stages simply could not compare to an expert at the Divine Dan stage. Cultivators of the divine path were not separated from ordinary cultivators by a mere realm, but by a qualitative difference—an uncrossable chasm, an existence impossible to surpass.

Long Fei sighed, loosening his grip without a word, and allowed Yun Zheyue to pull him away by the hand. At that moment, the living room had become unrecognizable. Scarcely had Yun Zheyue led Long Fei a short distance away when, with a deafening crash behind them, the house collapsed.

"In other words, if we defeat you, we can leave?" Myu-myu looked at the Gale Beast with utmost helplessness, a trace of impatience flickering in her gaze.

The journey to Xinshui was roughly a hundred miles long. It could not be considered a short distance, and the primary problem that needed to be resolved was finding meals and lodgings along the way.

Although the Great Yan Immortal Sect was currently incomparably powerful, such top-tier prodigies were definitely few and far between.

It was evident that Ye Zhiqiu had already consumed a great deal of medicine. Just what kind of ailment had stricken him to such a severe degree?

Precisely because Long Xiaoyun and the others were all gathered in the front hall, there were very few martial artists lingering in the back gardens.

Synopsis: Wang Shang, a former film director, was reincarnated into China in another parallel universe on Earth, during the autumn of 2000.

"Screee!" Vanishing abruptly once more before reappearing beside her, the Black Seal Nightmare fixed its gaze of utmost hatred upon Ellirico.