Chapter 126: Everyone Is Lining Up to Hand Me Money

Chen Shi'an packed up his stall.

Those who hadn't managed to buy the items they desired, or who still wished to discuss sinology and Daoist cultivation with him, were reluctant to leave. They crowded around him and asked:

"Master Chen, will you be setting up your stall here every night from now on?"

"That depends on the situation. I didn't bring many things down from the mountain, and they've all been sold out for now. I'll make more another day before coming back, though if I do set up again, I might not be selling anything."

"Then, Master Chen, what about later—"

When Aiolos saw the massive shield of fire in the sky, his eyes brightened. He instantly transformed into a streak of golden light, merging into his meteor punches as he launched an assault on Zhang Ye.

"Lady Euryale! We've discovered enemy reinforcements behind them!" an Atlantis soldier reported as he ran to Ye Huan.

After Ye Xingchen emptied everything out of the two storage rings, he discovered a piece of meteorite iron.

As for the thirty million high-grade true stones, it would take about a year to absorb them, which is indeed the case for an ordinary master of the Peerless Realm.

Sure enough, Gu Fang found an oval-shaped layer of ice in the center of Reversal Cold Lake, but it was in a state of melting.

Once it was exposed to the public that he possessed a Half-Step Saint Realm magical beast, given the intelligence shown by Amao, he was certain that many powerful factions would seek to claim it for themselves.

Just as I was thinking this, the bald monk tossed his nunchucks onto the ground, pressed his palms together, and with a solemn expression, chanted "Amitabha" before walking toward me.

The humiliation suffered by my second primordial spirit is something I must reclaim from this so-called "Old Monster Fanjiang," with interest.

If Ye Xingchen hadn't severed the lifeline of Great Silkworm Valley, the Thousand-Mite Butterflies would have multiplied endlessly; eventually, the entire void of Great Silkworm Valley would have been filled with them.

Because if he lost, he would have to let Zhong Changsong pick two more items from the antiques, and the value of those two items would certainly exceed ten million.

The more profound meanings one masters, the harder it is for an opponent of the same cultivation level to escape. This follows the same principle as Lin Man's Great World.

My brow furrowed. This guy is truly spineless. I felt something was off about him when I saw him in Zhang Rui's footage; it seems Jin Lin knew his true colors all along.

"To insert the needles, this must be done; otherwise, even the gods couldn't save her," Lin Feng said.

Du Nan gazed at Fu Baiqu from a distance of ten zhang, allowing two lines of clear tears to stream down his face before he slowly closed his eyes.

Yuan Zhihan nodded slightly, then cast a glance at Lin Xiangnan before turning to nod at the expert in the late stage of the Third Realm standing in the distance.

One must realize that in three days, Su Nian, a servant of the Dao Academy who possesses two silver soul wheels, is set to engage in a life-or-death battle with Du Nan.

Qin Feng snorted sternly and glared at Naoko! For some reason, she had lost her mind; not only did she refuse to leave, but she also suddenly leaned against his shoulder.

"I just cleansed your marrow so that you can endure the pain to come. Do you have confidence?" Lin Feng asked gravely.

"Heh, he’s injured, so someone helps him. But me? If I were lying here, I suppose no one would care, right? So, don't talk to me about holding back—that’s a joke for the weak," Lin Xiangnan said coldly, a look of disdain in his eyes before he turned and walked away.

Moreover, Li Yong was now beyond caring. He figured that since his family's market share in China was already at rock bottom, it didn't matter if Qin Hu snatched their business. Even if he did, he would be snatching sales from American or Japanese car manufacturers; it had little to do with Samsung.

Just as the flame ignited in Bi Fang's hand, the dragon eyes on the head of Long Aolang’s Blood-Thirsty Demon Dragon Spear lit up as well, emitting a faint, blood-red glow.

Xi Jue kept the corners of his mouth curled upward from start to finish. Few people who come out of the military are easy to provoke. He held a gun and leveled it in front of him, appearing to take aim. His vibrant lips made everyone present tremble, and their faces turned pale one after another.