Chapter 36: Purchasing the Deserted Island

Zheng Guoxing led the two of them to a table in the corner. It was neither too early nor too late, and the restaurant was nearly empty.

Zheng Guoxing flopped into his seat and immediately said, "My brother-in-law asked his superiors about it. That deserted island you’ve set your sights on doesn’t even have a proper name. It lacks the resources for tourism investment, and developing real estate there is even more unrealistic. It won’t have any development value for at least thirty or forty years."

"They calculate the price based on the remaining years of property rights. I told them you were just looking to clear the land and build a house, not—"

Its head was slick with water, its snake scales shimmering with a cold, sinister light. Even in broad daylight, it was a terrifying sight.

Every bone in her body felt as if it were being crushed. The spiritual energy within her was being suppressed, feeling as though it were being slowly torn apart; the pain was so intense she lacked even the strength to groan.

After washing up, Lin Di went outside the villa to harvest some vegetables, treating it as a bit of exercise. Since no one was tending to the garden anymore, it had become incredibly easy for Lin Di to "steal" the crops.

The Fruit of Wisdom was a precious item. Su Yang decided to use it on Su Yu'er, so he headed to the Su estate in the Imperial City.

The Master of Azure Dragon Peak looked at Wen Qingchen’s expression—which clearly said, "Whatever you say, we shall do; we offer no resistance"—and found the whole situation bizarre beyond belief.

She walked out slowly. Passing through the long corridor and across the courtyard, the main hall was filled with a chaotic cacophony of various voices. Yet, regrettably, it lacked the one voice she longed to hear most—Ye Kai’s laughter.

After Wen Qingchen finished speaking, she clearly noticed Yin Chenming’s body stiffen, if only for an imperceptible moment.

After a full cup of tea’s time, and under Huang Ju’s constant prodding, Huang Ju, who was already feeling parched, finally managed to summarize the key progress and changes from that period for Cai Xu. It gave Cai Xu a very clear overview of the state of his enterprise after his long absence.

"But A-Ke, how did you end up falling into this stage? Do the rules of this level even say that?"

Since returning home, Ma Fei had been watching the number of downloads jump with his own eyes. With all the complex calculations stripped away, he earned four dollars for every single download.

"My apologies, fellow Daoist!" Another cultivator had already summoned a high-grade flying ruler. Driven by magic power, the ruler suddenly expanded more than tenfold, stretching five or six meters long. The green, wood-attribute glow the cultivator cultivated swirled around the weapon, sending a chill down one’s spine.

Gu Meng was seen through, but she didn’t hide her intentions. She calmly drank the last of her coffee, set the cup down, and then spoke.

Even the Ming woman and Helan Lengchun, who had already returned to the manor, were kept in the dark, still wishfully believing that her life at the Zhuo family home must be quite pleasant.

"Nothing much. Didn't I say I'd figure it out myself? I'm just borrowing the memories in your mind to get a detailed understanding," Mo Tian replied flatly, answering Lin Feng's question.

"Mr. Guan?" A man with the appearance of a proper butler appeared before Guan Chenji.

Along the way, Zhao Fuxin’s mind wandered between Shen Binglian and his elderly mother, following Ouyang Feng home in a daze. Once home, a splitting headache hit him, and he locked himself in his room, clutching his head.

Song Yiyi refused to leave the carriage, and not knowing what else to do, they followed along all the way to the Regent’s Mansion.

"You may not know this, young lady, but this is a fine place. In all my years, I have never encountered a location so well-suited for nomadic life," the old man said. His eyes flickered with a strange light, his tone filled with admiration, before instantly tinged with a hint of regret.

The man paused, looking at Guan Chenji with some fear. Under Guan Chenji’s sharp gaze, he braced himself and continued.

Li Wuxin assumed he had come to his senses and said nothing, merely offering a smile to Yun Qing.

The maids and servants withdrew, leaving only the three of them to talk freely.