403: Chapter 403 Qin Wudao's Kindred Spirit? The Truth About the Divine Child Quota!

Qin Wudao?

Ever since the incident at the No. 9 Secret Realm, he hadn't appeared at school for a long time. His sudden appearance now, coupled with a cryptic remark to Gu Yuexi, immediately aroused everyone's confusion.

"It's Qin Wudao! Has he recovered from his injuries?"

"What do you mean 'a mere few credits'? That's five million! It's the highest number of credits ever earned in the history of our Beijing University; he's broken the record."

"Not only that,

During the absorption process, Jiang Li noticed a bewitching luster appear on Ye Qingruo's face.

"Hehe, she's just a child; how could I possibly hold a grudge against a child?" Ouyang Jing said very subtly, without clearly stating her position.

Now, having fallen to the point of being arbitrarily humiliated by others, willing to crawl at the feet of those who humiliated her just for a bite to eat, and even using her body as a bargaining chip—compared to the current Ninth Sister, she was as different as clouds and mud.

In the end, although the Primordial Nothingness is vast and boundless, those who truly influence the future trends of the Primordial Nothingness are the Dao-Ending Supremes. They are the rulers above the peak; no matter how many living beings there are across the myriad heavens and universes, they are nothing more than ants.

Early the next morning, Master stretched and got up. There was nothing for the two of them to pack, and the slovenly Master finally washed his face. When Lan Mi went out again, there wasn't a ghost in sight on the street, as if everything she had seen last night was just a hallucination; during the day, the whole world looked peaceful.

"My Lord, what are we using these pieces for?" Fang Yuqi leaned in and asked curiously. These were the two pieces they had collected, and he didn't know what they were for.

"By the way, Vice Dean Lin, where is Dean Guan? Why didn't he lead the team?" A college dean who had a good relationship with Vice Dean Lin took the initiative to change the subject.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief. Especially after seeing him take the item, she knew that he had listened to at least some of what she said. When he investigates later, she believed that Patriarch Chu wouldn't disappoint her too much, right?

On the day of the wealthy family's wedding, the ceremony was held at a six-star hotel. Lan Mi was dressed like a blooming lotus, as beautiful and pure as an angel. This grand wedding invited almost all the socialites and celebrities from the entire city, and some wealthy people from other places who had business dealings with the Fang family also flew in. The scene was magnificent.

However, Wen Mei's tone did not change at all, and she continued to recount the events of the past slowly.

Her voice was not loud, but Tang Tianfang heard it very clearly. He could feel Xiao Yun's heartbreak at that moment because he was also feeling heartbroken.

Similar, it was truly too similar. Could the prophecy from back then finally be coming true? No, I must stop it. But immediately, he mocked himself in his heart; he couldn't stop it back then, let alone in his current pathetic state.

Therefore, whether it was Jiang Li or Li San, it didn't matter who was in charge now; Canaan didn't mind.

"...Very well." Miss An fell silent for a moment, her gaze looking under the bed with a guilty conscience. She asked hesitantly, "Uncle Wu, did you see anything just now?" Could Uncle Wu have found out that she hid the one million under the bed?

"What? You mean to say that Ah Jiu has already reached the peak of the Master Stage after only half a month of contact with the path of cultivation?!" The Fourth Elder couldn't help but jump up.

After the two reached an agreement and chatted for a while longer, Xu Yunchu saw that it was getting late, so he no longer stayed and took his leave from the residence of Grand Scholar Wang.

"I asked you how to count just now, and you said it was counted this way." The voice was still lazy, and the expression was also languid.

Xu Lingyi looked at Ye Shang. Because the strength in his hand was too great, red and purple colors quickly climbed onto her face, and she couldn't speak.

She tried hard to force herself to calm down, and a murmuring incantation began to sound. Just when she was feeling a little complacent that her efforts hadn't been in vain, she felt a gust of wind pass in front of her. The green leaf she was holding in her mouth flew out somehow, and by the time it hit the ground, it had already shattered into dust.