Volume One, Chapter 34: The Second Transformation, the Five-Colored Divine Light

Jiang Ze paid no mind. Carrying Tang Ya on one shoulder and holding Miguo in his other arm, he strode forward. Yin Zheng wanted to stop him but feared hurting them, so he could only watch as the vehicle carrying them drove away, angrily kicking a stone in frustration.

His arm was exposed to the air, muscles rippling like a thousand writhing worms, brimming with immense explosive strength.

“How extraordinary, like some strange phenomenon? Maybe it’s an illness,” came a voice rich with deep emotion, delicate and mellow, warmly enveloping the ears like a gentle breeze. From the moment Sherry heard him speak, she was utterly captivated, listening more intently than Krystal beside her.

Although he had yet to meet Yang Ming, Yang Ming surely knew Kang Youlong, so his words were not mistaken.

Thus, when Su Changlong set this trap, Tang Qiuzhen’s fate was sealed; it was a dead end.

Lando had long since shed his coat, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, spitting as he gestured animatedly.

The words that followed were actually said in anger by Lei Yingdong. Of course, he would never kidnap Yu Shiting—that would mean abandoning any hope of a clean escape.

As the buyer, Bai Yuntian would never simply place an order and wait passively for delivery from domestic suppliers. The equipment was for his own use; if the contracted unit lacked the capacity to produce it, resulting in costly delays and defective goods, to whom could he turn for justice?

“Chairman, don’t worry. Last time you came, didn’t you take this very road? Nothing happened then, so surely this time will be no different,” his confidant quickly reassured him. Half an adviser to Cheng Peng, he was well-informed.

He happened to be coming down the mountain to see his brother and, seeing Xu Ran’s sturdy frame, brought her along.

Watching Xiao Yan’s departing figure, a faint emotion stirred in her eyes; the first image that sprang to mind was those peach blossom eyes.

Fortunately, he didn’t give in to despair; he learned some skills and set up a street stall, raising his son plump and healthy.

Late at night, I slept in the guest room, while Yuetang and Yinghan kept watch over me without leaving my side. Sleep eluded me as the cold, ruthless face of the assassin haunted my mind. Whenever I finally drifted off, I dreamt of a gleaming knife pressed against my neck—then startled awake again.

Let them be, she said, then returned to her room to lie down. Having exhausted too much energy, she needed rest.

Quietly muttering a warning, she reached out desperately toward Bai Yan but her fingers only brushed his collar in a swift motion.

Wang Nuo’s research report did not indicate any sharp short-term fluctuations in the Australian dollar, rather it suggested that the medium-term peak had been reached, with a downward trend to follow—mainly a depreciation against the US dollar. The reasoning was twofold: a strengthening dollar and a weakening Australian dollar.

Zhuo Mingyue’s shoulders, pale as jade, were bare, the area below her collarbone submerged in water and surrounded by steam.

Only when she held him firmly in her arms did she feel, at last, that she had a family once more in this world.

If currency exchange rates failed to shift as expected, it meant the authorities had no plans to stimulate the economy by increasing risk; thus, the stock market was at its peak and would likely trend downward for a long time.

To an outsider unaware of the situation, these children seemed like they had just been rescued from abduction and were now reunited with their kin.

On the morning of the sixth day, Su Qinghuan was still asleep when Luo Xi pulled her from under the covers. Rubbing her eyes, she was still dazed and confused.

Yet she could say nothing! If she confessed that she was the one he had been searching for all along, he might never give up.

The ships where Jack and Keli Jia stood were dozens of meters apart. Despite their enormous size, both leapt toward each other, colliding in midair.

At that moment, he wore a black wool coat, his neatly parted hair framing a handsome face that exuded an air of refined nobility.

Seeing the two notice her newly bought jewelry, Su Qinghuan nodded and placed the items inside, just so they would be visible through the door crack.

“That’s right, you are my benefactor, my person. I, Chu Li, vow to protect you for life.” Naturally, she would not allow anyone to bully them, including the Yin family.

After leaving the Sanqing Taoist Temple, Feng Bailu led Chu Yi and the others southward. Along the way, Chu Yi tried to relax, turning the long journey into a scenic excursion. He was adjusting himself, having spent over two years cultivating in solitude, which was quite monotonous.

Qin Hao was stunned upon closer inspection. This man definitely held great influence in Jiang City; the entire health system was under his control.

The battalion commanders of the Second Division were all brimming with fighting spirit. However, Leng Weihong remained silent. Chen Dabao knew the division commander was angry, so he resolved to go himself.

The Hangzhou Prefect’s office was, of course, in Hangzhou. Yu Xinwu thus had his own residence and stayed there that night, whereas Qin Mi was still a guest and had to return to the official inn. At dawn, he rose early, waiting to accompany Yu Xinwu to the grain transport dock to check the market.

“A pity… He had a slim chance to escape but gave up on his own,” Sametis said calmly.

He let out a furious roar at the caves in the mountain walls, and suddenly, a massive head appeared, eyes tightly closed.

After a few songs, under the teachers’ guidance, a dozen children ran onto the stage, each holding a fresh flower to present to Princess Xian Ni.

“Elders, stewards, rest assured, I will personally bury this bastard before his benefactor’s grave,” Ji Haoyue said gravely once the clan leader had left, finally exhaling in relief.

“What are you doing? You’re making a fool of yourself,” the elder sternly rebuked the young man.