Chapter 127: The Emerald-Eyed Golden Toad

Beneath the courtyard of the Meng Family Fortress, it felt as if a massive bomb had detonated in an instant. The bluestone slabs paving the ground were launched upward in unison, shattered into pieces by an invisible shockwave, while countless rocks and shards of earth sprayed outward; it was as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was rending, a true apocalypse descending.

Fang Xiao reacted with lightning speed, sensing the danger and immediately leaping backward. Although he had never practiced specialized light-body techniques, relying on the magical-artifact-level canvas shoes he wore, his movements were swift and agile, his speed unmatched.

However, even though he had already employed the Great Evolution Compass for calculations, he still failed to locate any suspicious target, forcing him to temporarily desist.

The man, half-dreaming and half-awake, jolted into consciousness and sat bolt upright in bed. Breaking into a cold sweat from anxiety, he immediately dialed Ming Xi’s number.

Most crucially, the heads of several major corporations, whose influence rivaled that of the Ma family, had all fallen silent at this moment.

Zhang Huixin placed her card in seat number one, while Qin Lanzhi and Wang Qiyuan took their places in seats two and three, respectively.

But if that were truly the case, why would Yun Wei hysterically oppose the Mu family’s bid for the Eternal Group project during the meeting?

"It seems, Fang Yao, you’ve ruined my card game once again, so I’m a bit displeased. Please leave. Oh, and lend me Xu Yueren; we shall continue digging our pit," Elizabeth said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

After all, Lei Lie also hoped for the seal on the Ancient Spirit Jade to be broken, so he would certainly not choose to do something so thankless at this juncture.

Seeing the young man before her with his head tilted back, a handkerchief pressed to his nose, and a look of bewildered panic—an expression of vulnerability she had never seen before, so starkly different from his usual polished and indifferent demeanor—Xu Mingyi could not help but chuckle uncharitably.

As the golden powder was sprinkled onto Duan Chen’s eyes from the medicine furnace, a sudden, piercing pain forced a cry from his lips. Miraculously, as the golden powder took effect, while the pain was unbearable, a golden ring formed around his pupils—the hallmark of reaching the Profound Infant Realm.

This was a foregone conclusion, as it had been decided before the awards ceremony based on a synthesis of television ratings and online voting.

Yu Bao exerted force again, and the string of talismans coiled around his obese body like snakes with eyes, perfectly shielding every vital area.

The attempt at sowing discord would thus lose its meaning. Furthermore, the third layer of the Invisibility Spell could only be cultivated upon reaching the Innate Dragon Soaring level.

Duan Shaoling remained by his side, pleading in vain and growing deeply worried. By the third day, Duan Shaoling was prepared to drag him away by force if necessary, when Zou Baoyi happened to arrive from Guicheng.

Before leaving, I asked her why—was she afraid that you would ignore her? She remained silent for a long while before shaking her head and telling me that she wanted to be a burden to you, but she feared that if things continued this way, she wouldn't even be able to keep up with you, let alone be a burden.

The attempt at sowing discord would thus lose its meaning. Furthermore, the third layer of the Invisibility Spell could only be cultivated upon reaching the Innate Dragon Soaring level.

The next second, Leng Chuxian let out a "hmph," clutching her chest as she slumped against the side of the car.

I leaned against the headboard, closing my eyes to recall the information Cheng Siyuan had sent me, detailing every aspect of tomorrow, with not a single detail missed.

Zang Yao fired off four questions in rapid succession, leaving San Jian and Er Jian stunned and wide-eyed, completely at a loss.

When he had arrived at Sea Dragon Mountain, he had chatted with the ten remaining disciples of the Guo family; how could there be no news of them after a mere five days?

Duan Shaoling heard Li Chengjing’s words and knew he should find an opportunity to be clear with Zou Bao’er. Yet, that opportunity was hard to find, and he did not know how to broach the subject. Should he just blurt out that he didn't like her and tell her to stop wasting her efforts on him? That would be far too hurtful.

His tail whipped about, and the tip, shaped like a spearhead, emitted a harsh, buzzing sound.