Chapter 42: Your Fiancée Is Priceless

Gou Buli is the name of the kennel manager.

Under the cold gaze of Cao Mang, his eye twitched and sweat beaded on his forehead.

He replied obsequiously, "Brother Mang, we're all just serving the master—I... I'll go get the dogs."

It was nothing more than an attempt to show off in front of the new master in hopes of being favored, but Cao Mang merely gave a cold laugh and paid him no mind.

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The second transformation of the dragon—this was a twist even the original Divine Consort could not have foreseen, so the demon gods, not having witnessed it themselves, naturally refused to believe it.

At this moment, Lu Fan had no further tricks up his sleeve, for he had already gathered nearly all the divine stones here; only three remained, at the very front of the group.

He walked over to the Sovereign of the Eight Desolations, collecting the Essence of Chaotic Thunder, the mutated Xuanwu tortoise shell from the late Celestial Lord, and the Devouring Heaven Flame from the mutated Devouring Qilin of the same rank.

Liang Yu truly did not seem to be a native of the Moon Spirit Realm, and Old Ancestor Shouming could only roll his eyes at this. But, considering time was short, he had no energy left for sarcasm and hurriedly recounted all that he knew.

Clutching the Heaven’s Wrath sword, Fang Chen took a deep breath; from the moment his hand closed around the hilt, his spiritual energy began to surge uncontrollably.

"You two can talk among yourselves." With these words, Changsheng sped off toward a spirit field. This particular field was home to the lowest tier, third-level spirit plants in the entire Hundred Herbs domain, and grew over a dozen acres of passionfruit.

The golden-armored warriors swept forward like an unstoppable force; the seemingly formidable walls of the Central Region city shattered in an instant, collapsing into ruins amid the clouds of dust.

Before he could finish his blustering speech, two people had already stood up from their seats and hurried out with bowed heads.

Lu Yuan discovered that the jade inside was actually of the icy variety, and so pure that it was top-grade even among such stones.

Xu Suqing, with her long silver hair, looked in astonishment at Liu Qian who had arrived with A-Yin. In the moment her gaze met A-Yin's, she, too, seemed to perceive the surprise glimmering in the other's eyes.

"The Dao Companion Ceremony begins—please form your contract!" As the sect master’s words fell, Lin Ge and High God Zeti carried out every part of the ceremony in full view of all, formally becoming each other’s Dao companions.

Still, he wanted to take a closer look—not just out of curiosity, but so he could answer clearly if Second Master asked.

The other party was nothing more than an ordinary employee. Lin Yi recalled that Chen Hua seemed quite close with Shen Shuangyi in daily life, which only stoked her anger further. Hearing Chen Hua mention project funding, she immediately assumed it was all Shen Shuangyi’s doing.

But the cultivators born into such dire straits saw the dark clouds pressing down on the border—an inescapable doom against which they were utterly powerless. There was nothing to be done but wait in silence under the changing sky for a glimpse of hope in the aftermath.

Ye Yuluo could not deny that He Xiaoyao now truly lived up to his name; before, everything he did seemed forced and disagreeable, but now he appeared genuinely carefree.

An elder spoke these words, and all eyes turned to him—there was no mistaking him for anyone else. He was the Lord of Ten Thousand Valleys, whom they had met only once before, the lost cultivator saved by Ye Junlian.

These few probes were originally intended for Mars exploration. Later, after being modified by the Rabbits, their material strength remained quite high.

From a strategic standpoint, a Nascent Soul cultivator was also a strategic bomber—since such a cultivator could freely control vast amounts of spiritual energy, if one wished to launch an area attack, all they needed was to fly tens of thousands of meters above ground, slowly gather power, and unleash a devastating strike.

A single "wait for me after school" led to a smashed bench in Lin Jie’s hand and the other party left with a bleeding head.

Forget it—for now, she ought to focus on A-Ci. After all, at present, A-Ci was carrying two lives within her.