Chapter 51: Meng Yingying Is Definitely Up to No Good

As soon as Princess Yi'an left, the monsters and demons crawled out of the woodwork.

"It is truly such a pity for Lord Pei to have married so early. I had supposed Lady Pei to be an incomparable beauty..." A young woman dressed in a crimson dress spoke, sizing Jiang Nian up from head to toe. Seeing that Jiang Nian was still smiling, she pressed on even more directly, "Now that I see Lady Pei in person, Lord Pei's taste really..."

Jiang Nian had not bothered to remember who this person was, but whoever she might be, she had no obligation to endure this.

"Please, continue," Ling Tian said indifferently, his gaze sweeping across the attendees. Upon stepping through the door, he had overheard Yan Fei speaking and realized the meeting was about to get down to business.

This could be seen from the exceptionally low commercial taxes throughout successive dynasties, which in turn forced merchants to collude with bureaucrats and powerful aristocrats in order to gain political backing.

"This thing is of little use to me anyway. I might as well give some to you; when we find the spiritual stones, you can just give me a bit more in return," Ling Tian said calmly.

"Should I go in with you?" Zhang Ding parked the car to the side and walked up to Ling Tian with an eager expression. Having lived such a plain and dull life for years, he found the prospect of something this thrilling to be as irresistible as a cat scratching at his heart, making him itch all over.

It was not only NPCs that would alter their architectural exteriors according to need; certain other structures would do the same.

"Consider the pastries as a gift from me to Young Master Zhou," the restaurant owner said, feeling much more relaxed after venting his spleen.

Lin Feng, Zhao Xinyang, and Lu Wei sat in the office, sipping tea while discussing the internet at large.

Tang Qingyi gradually stirred from unconsciousness. What greeted his awakening eyes was not Qi Kexue smiling beside his bed, but Shen Boling slumped over the edge of Qi Kexue's bed, weeping bitterly. For a moment, Tang Qingyi failed to react and had no inkling of what had happened, gazing blankly around him with uncomprehending eyes.

Yet at present, Chen Tianqiao was entirely focused on laying out his "Online Disney" strategy, showing not the slightest intention of competing head-on with Fengxing in fields like gaming, and even tentatively reaching out to Fengxing to explore the possibility of partnering as a content provider for Shanda's "Box Strategy."

The next day, Wei Shuo summoned Jiang Feng, ordering him to lead four divisions of infantry and cavalry to secretly rush to the aid of Wang Maide, and to seize the opportunity to recover Tianshui.

Although the two of them had come to the lantern festival to take in the sights and join the bustling crowd, their primary desire was simply to spend some quiet time alone together on a date. Thus, they had no specific destinations or scheduled events in mind, preferring merely to drift along with the flow of people and look around casually, paying no heed to whether the surroundings were bustling or not.

If the problem of Hunyaliling Ridge remained unresolved, the already significant disadvantage of Wuqu would become even more glaring.

At the Foundation Establishment stage, the ambient spiritual energy of heaven and earth replenished automatically, completely eliminating the need for Bai Yu to sit cross-legged in meditation to absorb the five-element spiritual forces.

Yin Yi only then remembered this matter and hurriedly freed up a hand to send the correct merit-point exchange table to Xiao Yuzhou and the others.

Reaching out, Dong Bai pushed away Han Yan's outstretched hand, turned around, and stumbled outward.

At this moment, Bai Yu's expression remained calm. Since the Crown Prince of the Eastern Ruins was courting death of his own accord, executing him would suffice.

Qin Fei was left speechless. Damn it, you really don't know how hard it is to get by without running a household; a single round of tile-based gambling involved wins and losses of at least several hundred taels of silver—an amount sufficient to support an ordinary commoner family for over a decade.

Profile: A thousand-year-old snake demon who attained sentience through cultivation. Sealed by the previous Nether God because she caused chaos in Star Dream City three thousand years ago.

Seeing Zhang Chen roll over and fall still again, Lu Xinlei let out a sigh of relief and sat quietly by the bedside, gazing down at him.

"You... you must first tell me how cheap the cheapest one is, so I can prepare myself." Chu Haoran seemed to have a bad premonition.

Shouldn't the actions of hardened bandits involve delivering the money with one hand and releasing the hostage with the other, a process that not only required verifying the cash but also guarding against police busts and ambushes by the opposing party? Shouldn't the process be low-profile, thrilling, and tense?