Chapter 100: Utter Satisfaction—Beating Down the Three Demon Gods

Bai Haochen’s twin swords intertwined, a faint layer of golden scales shimmered around him, bathed in radiant light. A resounding dragon’s roar echoed instantly as the dragon-shaped sword wave, formed by Blue Rain and Light of Hibiscus, surged toward the three demon gods.

“Sky-Splitting Cannon!”

Wang Yuanyuan wielded the Divine Shield of the Titan and struck at them with all her might.

How exhilarating!

Without their spiritual power, these guys were nothing but weaklings!

Wang Yuanyuan was truly enjoying this massacre!

At the same time, Cai’er—

In the center of the valley, an ancient and crude stone platform stood, its origin lost to the ages.

Qiao Yucheng lay on the bed in silence, gazing toward the door. His face, drained of color, wore a dazed expression.

“They only cared for my father’s wealth and power. Now that he’s gravely injured and bedridden, unable to provide them riches, most of them are already thinking of leaving,” Shen Mengrou remarked, her judgment of people still keen.

‘Such practiced martial arts—these few moves alone are likely at the level of a grandmaster,’ Jiang Fan mused inwardly.

The communication vehicle reached the hilltop, ensuring contact with Wei Wu and Cao Zhengde. Scouts were ordered to tail the enemy’s two reinforcement teams, while Dou Yonghua and Su Hong’s squads were directed to intercept and annihilate them. There was no need for Cheng Huan to speak; his subordinates had already arranged the finishing moves flawlessly.

At the third quarter of the Mao hour, Zhai Shang’s inner anxiety became reality—the pursuers from Kunyang’s side had finally arrived.

Although it was phrased as a question, Mo Zhi’s tone was utterly certain, as if convinced the other would respond.

But that was just wishful thinking. In places blessed with treasures, countless people vie for them. Even in the mountains back home, several biotech companies scoured the area every day.

Having reached the high ranks of the Divine Attendant realm, what he needed now, aside from a vast amount of divine power, was a True Immortal Golden Core.

“Is that what you think?” Lin Ran, unafraid of death, pressed on. Her smile slowly faded, her expression as cold and ruthless as it had been then.

It was Chen Chen who forbade him from going down. Jiang Rui was now certain that Chen Chen truly wanted nothing to do with him, not even appearing with him in public. His phone rang; Jiang Rui answered, frowning.

And the spending, which had once left Aunt Tan dumbfounded at tens or hundreds of thousands, eventually skyrocketed to several billion.

Yu Bin couldn’t understand, nor could the sisters of KT or the madam—why refuse such a good opportunity?

But gradually, in the quiet moments Qin Mu enjoyed, something within him seemed to be slipping away, little by little, pouring out in a frenzy.

“What’s everyone busy with?” Han Ning asked with a cheerful smile. Now only two people remained at the farm.

But surely they didn’t all need to wear traditional mandarin jackets! Chen Huan covered her mouth, laughing at how these burly young men looked like the cherubic children in New Year prints, yet they themselves seemed quite pleased. Some even appeared to have African ancestry, making them even more amusing.

For Da Da, in helping Gao Shuai, any lingering resentment had been exhausted in battle. Now Gao Shuai’s soul was dominant, but both Da Da and Hitler still exerted influence, especially Hitler—his remnant soul still lingered around Gao Shuai, biding its time for another chance.

Jiang Rui was satisfied. He realized that when Tuanzi considered any problem, she always weighed what would benefit her most. Although this meant she might not make many friends for now and her childhood was a bit dull.

But when facing a dragon, it was better to limit its mobility and force it into ground combat, rather than engage in aerial battle with such a master of the skies.

Lin Yilan’s eyes sparkled with fractured light. The sound of dishwashing echoed nearby. She glanced toward the kitchen, seeing only the empty doorway, yet acted as if she saw someone there. Her teeth grazed her lips, fingers caressing the words on the paper, a smile playing at her lips—so subtle even she did not notice.