Volume 1, Chapter 46: Young Madam, the Second Master has been...

"He has written to me, saying that Jiangnan enjoyed a bumper harvest last grain year, and the procurement process went smoothly.
The first batch of grain has already been loaded onto ships and is expected to reach the capital very soon.
He has assigned two reliable men to accompany the cargo vessels and oversee the transit, while he remains in the south to continue purchasing grain.
The five hundred thousand stones you requested should present no problem at all."

Meanwhile, owing to the unique nature of the smartphone industry, Lin Feng divided Coolwind Technology into two major operating regions: the North America and Europe Region, and the Greater China Region.

He Chen was gripped by terror. Had he not encountered this Divine Transformation Pill today, would he have remained forever ignorant of the threshold known as Divine Transformation, unaware that one could only smoothly advance to the next tier after successfully undergoing this transformation?

Although Theresa had already embraced the profound realization of her divinity, she still found it difficult to grow accustomed to Kayla's tone, which treated matters of life and death as though they were entirely detached from her own existence.

"Naturally. That member of the Tianshan Sect was so eager to betray even his own ancestors that he would never dare deceive me," Mo Yan said, a trace of eerie amusement playing across his lips.

"Are you implying that I am utterly incapable of dealing with that monster?" Glacier City demanded, his tone turning absolute frost.

Observing Li Guanhong's expression, Lin Chen nodded slightly. Yet deep down, he was certain that this bearded, long-haired man undoubtedly knew something, but for reasons of his own, stubbornly refused to reveal it.

Every single iron-clad person in the village, including village chief Nasba, suddenly froze in place. Their eyes rolled back, a strange radiance washed over their bodies, and their consciousness drifted into a daze.

Tang Qingyi brought along only a few attendants, while Qi Kexue kept things even simpler, accompanied by Mo Yan alone as she headed straight for the imperial hunting grounds. Tang Qingyi had absolute confidence in her own strength, and Qi Kexue possessed even greater faith; hence, despite knowing they lived in turbulent times, neither paid it much heed.

"You have been here for so long, yet I have scarcely entertained you properly. Furthermore, you have rendered me such immense assistance, which deserves an even greater expression of gratitude. If I offered you wealth, the silver in your possession likely surpasses my own; if I offered you luxuries, the finest treasures in my estate together probably cannot match the elegance of a single courtyard of yours."

At this moment, Elder Li finally recovered his breath. Seeing Nangong Ting's arrogant attitude, he instantly blazed with fury and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Fellow Daoist Shibao, please give your orders! Tell us how we may assist you!" The members of the Qin Town contingent all turned their gaze toward Shibao.

Even as he spoke, Bao Buwen had already drawn his weapon—a towering, zhang-long halberd emanating a chilling murderous aura, stained with the lives of countless beings it had consumed.

Catching the faint scent of blood, Shen Xueyi glanced toward Qin Xiao and his companion. The moment she laid eyes on the crystal stone in Zhou Yi's hand, her heart was filled with bitter regret and loss.

Fahai descended to the mortal realm once more, intending to seize Xu Xian and bring him back to Jinshan Temple. There, the multitude of monks would chant scriptures for him, purging the evil from his heart and guiding him toward the embrace of Buddhism.

If a single strand of spider silk adhered to a weapon, an ordinary person's strength might still suffice to jerk it free; but when dozens of silk threads combined forces, no matter how great Li Lei's physical might was, he could never prevail against such a collective assault by the spiders.

It was intended as a gift, meant to implore the intervention of a senior expert who had once extended a helping hand in the past.

"Well now, little sister, out looking for a bite to eat?" The short, stout man greeted her with a nasal, duck-like croak, acting as though they were old acquaintances.

Instantly, the Lord's Token erupted in a brilliant white light, which faded away a brief moment later. The unfinished villa before them vanished, replaced by a vast, open clearing containing only two tents and a crackling campfire.

Lin Tianxuan looked around and felt quite satisfied. He naturally preferred tranquility, and besides, he had come here for cultivation, not to partake in worldly bustle and excitement.

To be frank, no one had ever laid eyes on the true appearance of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and ancient texts offered scant records of it. Yet everyone firmly believed this was indeed the pill. Capable of refining a practitioner's constitution and banishing a hundred illnesses, the Marrow Cleansing Pill was regarded by the people of the Yuanwu Continent as a genuine divine elixir.