Volume 1, Chapter 36: A Last-Minute Increase in the Dowry, and I Shall Marry

In the afternoon.
Qin Sirong’s makeup was finished, and all the relatives had arrived at the house.
Qin Yong, Qin Yuan, and several other aunts were sitting in the living room, waiting for the groom’s family to arrive for the wedding procession.
"You have to admit, our Sirong is marrying very well. The groom’s side offered a dowry of fifty thousand, and they really treat our Sirong well."
Dr. Fermi closed his eyes in despair, his right hand uncontrollably pulling another set of keys from his pocket.
Sensing with his spiritual power, Nangong Huo discovered a massive fireball carrying world-destroying force, imbued with the potent battle qi and cultivation of seven star lords, rushing toward them.
However, watching Patchouli fight while he himself lacked her strength meant, in the end, he had no power to protect her.
"Stop struggling. This Great Grinding Mill of Heaven and Earth was crafted by Zuo Mu, the most outstanding artifact refining master of your Qingcheng, and is a masterpiece among high-grade magical weapons. Given your strength, how could you possibly break it?" The old man’s voice drifted over from not far away, sounding leisurely and composed.
"How did the Oni clan end up here..." Ren Pindi muttered to himself, clutching his forehead. He did not want to be discovered by Yuugi, as a discovery would inevitably lead to a pointless fight, and he detested pointless things most of all.
They talked until dusk. Seeing the young mistress return, the crowd dispersed. As for Deng Shichang, Qin Ge had already sent men to "protect" him.
According to intelligence, the two regiments of Tibetan troops transferred from Qamdo by Chief Steward Laru—the ones that had been wiped out were the active ones, while the whereabouts of the other regiment remained unknown.
Shang Yunmeng and Su Daji sat on opposite sides, eating desserts and enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
Once one reaches the sixth level of strength, they can even form their own mercenary group with over a hundred members.
"I just called the Air Defense Command and said what I had been wanting to say for a long time," Alexanderson said, sounding listless and even somewhat dejected.
The two clashed again in a brief, frantic battle before separating once more. Blood and demonic energy flowed as before, though their bodies bore even more wounds. They panted slightly, their eyes locked on each other.
Dean Li’s face twitched violently. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, her clothes half-unfastened, her skin like snow, and her allure boundless, he felt a strange sensation in his heart.
Consequently, they hurriedly abandoned their original objectives, exerting all their strength to unleash various techniques to block the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
To be honest, when Su Shi sang to him yesterday, he listened for two seconds before his brain automatically began to filter out Su Shi’s voice.
Each move was more powerful than the last, especially the final strike; its explosive lethality was enough to cleave even dark iron.
Jiang Fan scratched his head and tried swinging a few items at the air, but they did not resemble the magical weapons of the water element.
Afterward, she told Chen Cuijuan that she was pregnant and had been to the hospital for a check-up, where the doctor said her physical foundation was excellent and the pregnancy would likely proceed smoothly.
Li Zhi’en felt a wave of scorching heat rush to his head and hurriedly relied on his strong willpower to remain clear-headed, lest he lose control completely.
It was also a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand taels, but she was more than satisfied with Zhu Jianshen, while her attitude toward Jiang Fan was entirely different.
Hu Zhanchao, Huo Deyang, and the others were taken aback. Upon careful reflection, it was indeed true. A shield formation is a defensive tactic; since they were planning to burn the mountain, who were they defending against?
Not to mention anything else, just within the Privy Council he was responsible for, many plans had been shelved due to a lack of manpower. Now that he was no longer in charge of official business, he was still troubled by the shortage of personnel.
He could not remember how long it had been since someone dared to interrupt him while he was in the middle of drawing his sword.
"And on the pillars, I saw candles burning—it’s all ghosts, they are all ghosts." As Han Xiaodong spoke, he nearly collapsed onto the floor.