Volume 1, Chapter 64: The Golden Buddha!

Before Wei Zijin arrived, she had entertained numerous guesses, yet she never imagined that their objective this time would be internal cultivation methods dating back hundreds or even thousands of years!

She was well aware of the profound significance of a powerful internal cultivation manual!

That was the decisive foundation capable of supporting a mighty family!

Rumor had it that certain ancient clans possessed numerous formidable internal cultivation techniques, allowing them to remain hidden from the world while holding the power to sway the life, death, and destiny of entire nations!

Within the Wei family itself, there existed an ancient cultivation manual, though unfortunately incomplete.

Even so, it alone had allowed the Wei family to stand tall and unshaken in Changqu for over a century!

Second Master Wei slowly said, "Therefore, regardless of whether this news is true..."

Just moments before, Lang had wanted to sneak in and give his older brother a surprise, when he suddenly heard his brother writing a letter while reciting the contents aloud inside.

The Tan family possessed vast enterprises, boasting over a dozen subsidiary companies valued in the billions, and several more worth tens of billions.

Upon hearing the report from Clan Leader Xiao, Goddess Ziya instantly revealed her ferocious nature, initially finding it hard to believe. However, after watching the opponent replay a clipped segment of spacetime memory, she was utterly shocked, realizing with disbelief that it truly was him.

He had anticipated this moment for more than three days, figuring that summoning a Chinese divine dragon after leveling up would result in an even more powerful entity appearing.

As long as he was not right before her eyes, there was a chance she might disregard her previous promise and quickly provide the Qiu family with an heir.

Some creatures of the ancient realms felt a creeping chill in their hearts; they had never encountered such a situation. Once they met someone of this caliber, execution was their only destiny, leaving them devoid of any power to resist.

"That towering pillar of lightning is remarkably powerful indeed, but even so, it cannot kill me," Qinyang said calmly. "I have already reached the late Mystic Realm, and moreover, this lightning power is not my ultimate technique. If I were to unleash my greatest strength, even a cultivator in the early Spirit Realm would be no match for me."

The common folk wept tears of joy, while Li Ke assumed they were simply reluctant to see him leave and offered to say a few more words. Instead, he was pelted with stinky shoes and rotten eggs by the citizens! He cared little whether Emperor Li Shimin would blame him or not.

If a subordinate like you carries yourself with such an attitude, does it not suggest that your big boss usually behaves in the exact same ridiculous manner?

"My dear husband, are you harboring worries?" Qinwan Yi asked with a sense of lingering anxiety. Gu Jiangzhou’s hesitant, wordless demeanor made her chest feel as though something was lodged inside, agonizingly painful. Yet, she knew nothing; since Gu Jiangzhou refused to speak, she could only remain trapped within her own conjectures.

"Hmph, I shall call out three more times. If no one steps onto the stage by then, this Mercenary Assembly shall be canceled right here!" Dulaveo snorted coldly.

Yet how could a young man simply give up? Although this battle was not a matter of life and death, he still refused to lose, nor did he believe that he would taste defeat.

At that moment, Sarkozy leaned closer to Caryer and whispered a few words. Caryer’s eyes flashed with a brilliant light as he looked toward Dongfang Tian, followed by a series of nods.

Li Xu recounted his experiences in the two capital regions to his grandfather and eldest brother in complete detail. Naturally, he concealed the fact that he could foresee the future. Such a matter was far too ethereal and mystical; knowing his grandfather and elder brother as he did, he was certain that even if beaten to death, neither of them would ever believe it. Thus, Li Xu simply chose to keep that secret to himself.

Then, the man turned his head in panic, gazing in absolute terror toward whatever lay behind him. In an instant, a colossal, illusory fist rapidly materialized behind the fracture, and with a thunderous boom, it slammed directly into the man.

A black, chaotic aura continuously poured into the old man's body. From the lewd smile plastered across his face, it was evident that his mastery over the power of chaos far surpassed that of the immortals.

Too lazy to ponder the second source of breathing on the other end of Gu Jiangzhou’s phone line, Chen Huaxin directly inquired about Qin Tai’s press conference. This posed a severe test for both Gu Jiangzhou and Qinwan Yi, and she wondered if they had already devised a countermeasure.

Perhaps the class advisor’s attitude was simply too resolute? She did not continue to argue, sitting down with a huffed expression instead. But the moment the bell rang for the end of class, she came straight over to negotiate with him.

Ranran shook her head and walked away on her own. She desperately wanted to ascertain the extent of Li Xu’s injuries before leaving, but she feared that seeing him hurt would cause her to throw herself toward him without a second thought.

Pushing aside the rubble and leaping from the stone steps into the outermost room containing the damaged machine tools, she found that the iron door had already been smashed open by Watson during his previous visit.

At a little past ten in the morning, Yang Yong and Smith appeared at the entrance of Chinatown in downtown Philadelphia. The entrance was marked by a magnificent Chinese gateway, and most of the pedestrians walking along the street bore the familiar faces of overseas Chinese who had settled in Philadelphia.

Having gone to such great lengths, Yang Yong was finally ready to understand the true condition of the treasures in his possession, so he asked with a smile, holding nothing back.

Xue Chengzjiao could not be certain; she even caught herself involuntarily wondering whether Madam Zhang had already made alternative arrangements after these events transpired.

"This..." Li Wei froze slightly, a strange expression crossing his brows as he slowly let out a breath. His current Cape Town faced the new sea route leading directly to the Elven Realm; if there truly were elven assassins, then he was currently standing on the very front lines of danger.

"Gongwei, how is the relocation work progressing? If there are no issues, we will move to Taoyuan Town next month!" Ignoring the two of them, Li Yu walked straight toward Chen Qiu.

Starting from Alice Wang, the co-founder of Cisco Systems and Microsoft's second-largest shareholder, who exposed Microsoft's "conspiracy," throughout the remaining days of March and across the entirety of April, figures in the media world acted like travelers in a parched desert finally encountering sweet rain, driving themselves into a state of absolute frenzy.

Suddenly, a beam of white light descended from the sky, landing right beside the giant boulder where Cixuan was seated. As the white light dissipated, a metallic pillar appeared before Cixuan's eyes.