Chapter 126: Sales Figures Released

At two o’clock in the afternoon, the second floor of the building experienced its busiest rush of people. More than half of those who had been browsing on the first floor moved upstairs to wander about. The throng was quickly absorbed by the clothing stores on the second floor, with Metebon leading the charge.

Many other clothing shops also had customers browsing, but in terms of foot traffic and lively atmosphere, none could compare to Metebon.

Metebon specialized in youthful fashion, catering to a sales demographic that spanned a wide age range...

The Seven-Star Spirit Stele spun rapidly, forming multiple overlapping images of the stele itself, creating a barrier that rebounded the flying stardust sand away.

“What other thoughts could there be? Brother said whatever he wants to do, so that’s what we’ll do!” Luo Yundong said plainly.

Over the past year, Mu Yantian had constantly hoped that one day, Mu Yanjing would suddenly appear before him and tell him she had succeeded.

Geng Sangluan was deeply savoring Yang Sufeng’s words, his eyes shining brightly with unceasing light. Gengyang Lie made a gesture, inviting Yang Sufeng to continue.

“Copper Elder, do you know what makes the Thunder Essence so special, and why your Thunder Clan has guarded it for over a thousand years?”

Stepping out of the villa, Lin Xiang looked up at the star-filled sky and sighed softly. The arrival of the alien race ten years hence weighed heavily on his heart. Even Mei’er, who was still underage, had reached the lower rank of the Emperor tier; Lin Xiang could hardly believe that the adult alien spirits were still below the Emperor tier.

Among the hundreds of people, Puyang Feng’s combat strength was definitely in the top twenty, even without using the technique of spirit mastery. They couldn’t help but wonder how things would turn out if they were in his place.

The Silver Fox smiled faintly, slowly reaching out his hand to grasp the Moon Blade. The Golden Heavenly King armor covered almost his entire body, even his fingers were wrapped within it. With the Silver Fox’s grip, the Moon Blade in Jiang Hai’s hand began to tremble and emit mournful wails.

There is a limit to what one can endure; if anyone was going to be unforgiven today, it would undoubtedly be Wang Junliang.

Outside the mountain gate, a sea of people had already gathered, all eager to join the Immortal Alliance. The attractive rewards offered by this new faction were tempting.

Feeling once again the overwhelming strength of Si Mo, Mu Ge experienced unprecedented pressure within, yet it also served as motivation.

Although none of them were openly offended, the five imperial relatives suddenly fell silent, like mute singers who had just begun to warm their voices, momentarily at a loss for words.

“Very well, since you brought it up yourself, we’ll continue to call you as before, in private,” Li Zhao said without hesitation.

Thinking this, she opened the door. Mo Yitian was somewhat fastidious; the bedding had to be changed and washed daily, which was her first task in the morning at work.

“Prince, Princess Consort, the old princess consort is already waiting in Helan Hall,” said Nurse Zhao, glancing up at the new princess consort—indeed a peerless beauty.

Su Wan steadied her mind and whispered a few words into Su Han’s ear, pouring nearly all her focus into it. Su Han’s eyes widened as she grasped Su Wan’s wrist tightly.

“I remember, you have the Wood Spirit Root, right?” Yan Zeng smiled cruelly, looking at Mu Qingge with a hint of schadenfreude.

After Wen Shui left, Bai Zhi also went to class. Chu Yanyan’s clothes were soaked, leaving her bedraggled and absent from class. Even several of her cohorts didn’t come, making the classroom much quieter.

In recent days, he had been using work to numb himself and avoid thinking about her, but hearing her voice shattered all his pretenses.

Because of this, many factions, eager to register successfully, brought him delicacies as gifts.

Then, he picked up the phone to inform Li Mingfeng that the third assassination attempt had failed.

“Hmph, I’m not telling you. I found out you and Master Guyue are both bad people. What do you mean ‘let you take care of me’? I can take care of myself,” Filin rolled her eyes dramatically and teased coquettishly.