Chapter 156: Heavenly Question Spear Technique

Following Daoist Pang, Fang Xiao embarked on a frantic shopping spree across Liuhe County.

Several time-honored restaurants and pastry shops became the primary targets of their operation.

Every available and stored item was swept clean, leaving absolutely nothing behind.

As for the proprietors of these time-honored establishments, they experienced a bittersweet mix of agony and joy.

After Fang Xiao and Daoist Pang departed, these owners had to bow and scrape, apologizing to later regular customers by explaining that everything was truly sold out.

Hearing this, Zheng Tian could not help but grow increasingly pessimistic and disappointed, stamping his feet as he cried out. He finally understood why the imperial court was unable to raise subsequent funds. Although Lu Xi was despicable as a political rival and carried a deep-seated grudge, he certainly possessed considerable capability when it came to organizing financial affairs and gathering national resources.

Running a pet shop would be much more relaxed. As for the fish farm, letting Chen Hua and Chen Bin handle more work while receiving higher wages, with his parents in charge of management, would save him from excessive exhaustion.

However, the stock exchange currently had a strict regulation temporarily prohibiting citizens outside the Great Ming from participating in its transactions. The Dutch, Spaniards, and Portuguese were all preparing to petition Zhu Youxiao for permission to take part in the exchange's trading. Yet, Zhu Youxiao was still pondering the matter.

"When did I become so famous?" Lu Yixing twitched his brow. Compared to Magneto, who practically threw a press conference-style high-profile event whenever he caused trouble, Lu Yixing preferred hiding behind the scenes to orchestrate major spectacles.

On Earth, if an ordinary foreigner broke the law, they were generally extradited back to their home country for trial, let alone a prince. In fact, merely imprisoning Thor in this manner already constituted a grave provocation against Asgard.

No one anticipated that the scene would suddenly become overwhelmingly shocking. Water droplets—more than just a single water droplet—arrived on Earth and immediately went into action.

Ma Li, who had forcibly tagged along, awkwardly bantered with Old Bai for a spell. Their conversational style was perfectly suited for a stage play, guaranteed to bring down the house with laughter.

"The team's performance in the first half was very poor, but there is no need to be discouraged. This is Liverpool's home turf; their attacks are fierce, and they currently hold the lead."

This time, the media directed their criticism squarely at Codic because he had fielded a full starting lineup in an insignificant match.

The sky was pitch-black and boundless, filled with thunder, lightning, and towering shockwaves. Witnessing this celestial phenomenon, many people wondered which fellow Daoist was undergoing their heavenly tribulation here.

Lin Tianya asked through gritted teeth, fierce hostility blazing in his eyes. If she were the child of an ordinary family, even if it meant wiping out her entire clan, he would force him to marry Lin Qinghua. But as for Fang Ling, that was out of the question; Fang Ling would never marry Lin Qinghua. Back then, he had probably harbored exploitative intentions all along.

With the voice of the damned elder brother Xue Nian echoing endlessly in her mind, Xue Qing had long stopped caring. With a blank expression and extreme numbness, she struck down Lin Fei.

Old Madam Ye had been busy dealing with foreigners over the past few days, spending the noon hours organizing receipts and documents involving the foreign merchants.

At the Hour of Zi, just as Li Tianyi was feeling bored and pacing back and forth, a dark shadow suddenly and silently leaped out from the eastern main gate, landing softly in the nearby woods. It crouched in the shadows, carefully watching Li Tianyi.

Yet, he possessed a violent temper, a narrow mind, and poor verbal skills, prone to brooding in silence. No one had ever seen what his smile looked like, and many people dared not approach him, keeping their distance out of reverence and fear.

When they hurried to the Yellow River breach, they saw that the area outside the dikes had already become a vast expanse of water, with numerous villages and fields submerged.

Du Han immediately beamed with joy. It seemed that having others praise her to the heavens could not make her as happy as Meng Fan complimenting a dish for tasting good.

An expert reveals their proficiency the moment they make a move. From the recent collision, Chen Zhongren knew that the strength of both opponents was no less than his own. Tonight would be a hard-fought battle; he only wondered how many of his brothers would fall before the night was over.

"If that is truly the case, her achievements might even surpass those of the Ancestor of the Phoenix. But how did you discern the anomaly in her dantian?" Poison Snake asked calmly, a cold, eerie light flashing in his triangular eyes.

"I'm afraid she is unwilling to wake up herself." The Sixth Prince sighed, knowing that the departure of the cook Xia Xue and Bi He's decision to go to Western Tang were two events that had dealt far too heavy a blow to Lu Hualong.

A subtle feeling stirred in his heart, and a cold sneer formed on the corners of his lips. Shen Shihan, was he not a man without a heart to begin with?

Yet her eyes were clear yet complex, radiating a power that could pierce through the human soul. Unable to sustain his posture, he averted his gaze.

"Let you taste the ancestral secret art of my Ghost Demon clan!" The Ghost Demon smiled sinisterly and waved his hand. Several streams of demonic energy shot forth to assault Tie Yi. Hearing those words, Tie Yi felt a wave of amusement internally; since when had their human race's formation become the ancestral secret art of the Ghost Demon clan?

Seeing that Shangguan Liuhuo held no sword and possessed no storage ring—presuming he must have lost them—she offered him a medicinal pill.

She gave no answer, nor did she look at Shangguan Xuanhe and Shangguan Feng. Since everything was a carefully devised trap orchestrated by her own biological mother, Shangguan Feng, and Lu Ruhua, did she even have any room for explanation?

A cry of both astonishment and joy rang out beside her. Mengying looked up in a daze; wasn't this Zhanlu? Why was she here? Shouldn't she be attending to Bingning?

Since the possibility of encountering danger was ruled out, the only remaining conclusion was that she had left of her own accord.

"What method?" Qi Mei looked at him, her eyes brimming with expectation, the previous icy chill entirely melted away.

At that time, Lin Xiufen's attire and grooming were very ordinary, yet her face was far from ordinary. Even without makeup, she felt that face possessed an extraordinary radiance.

Today at the gymnasium, the number of healing uses had already been exhausted. The injury on his arm could not be repaired, causing him to feel pain even in the real world.

In other words, by freely choosing a life and redeeming it, one's destiny would change, step by step fulfilling the demands and life trajectory they had set for themselves.

With a deafening roar and a massive avalanche of rocks, Chen Yuan unleashed his full strength, shattering the stone door of the cave dwelling with a single strike. The Blood God also emerged from the dwelling, clad in red wedding robes.

Originally, Zhao Siyuan merely felt humiliated and disgraced, but what shocked him was that the two plainclothes officers possessed such terrifying identities.

Zhao Peng was flushed red from drinking, his tongue stiffening. It seemed city folk truly could not match village men when it came to holding their liquor.

Xia Jun looked at the two individuals who had already boarded the vehicle, smiled wryly, and drove away directly in a Passat.

Fresh blood flowed endlessly along the roots, and he could feel the vitality within his body continuously draining away.

As soon as Ye Tian's voice fell, the two hundred-plus loyal retainers spoke in unison to him, "Master." The sound was soul-stirring. These individuals felt no pain whatsoever; even if one were to hack at them with a blade, they would not so much as frown, because they were already dead. How could dead men feel pain?

She sat by the lake, letting her mind go completely blank. Even if it was just feeling the breeze, she found it deeply comforting.

As expected, nothing pleasant ever comes out of that mouth. If Qin Xueming were to hear such words, he would likely turn black-faced on the spot.