Chapter Eighty-One: A Mother’s Status Is Not the Same

The Baby Boss Little Saint 1326 words 2026-04-13 22:49:33

He had always been rather downcast, but as soon as Yuan Xiangdie saw it, she wordlessly helped him alter his work outfit. Now the client’s eyes practically popped out of his head when he saw him, and even Assistant Qin was green with envy.

"Hehe, Sister Xiaodie. When we get off work later, let’s go straight out to eat. I know a place that makes amazing dry-pot bullfrog."

Perhaps because of the younger sister’s admiration for her elder sister, Yuan Xiangdie truly felt as though she had gained a little sister to look after.

Yuan Yaoer, though a sister in name, was more like her enemy. The two of them were locked in bitter opposition, neither willing to yield.

"All right, later I’ll..."

Compared with the existing fishing vessels, the greatest advantage of this enormous ocean-going trawler was that it saved labor and was semi-mechanized.

The four enlightenment stones were divided between Morning Dew, Light Frost, and the Voice of the Sea; the purple pet gained priority in enjoying the enlightenment stone, which had been agreed upon by everyone.

After decades of relentless pursuit and exploration, they finally uncovered a shocking secret.

"Hey! Buck! Rayfield!" Wade greeted the people in the bar as he made his way to the counter.

After humanity’s ceaseless exploration and struggle across the entire Reizer Continent, people came to understand that the world they inhabited was not populated by humans alone. There were also beasts of many kinds, beasts that wielded power—namely magical beasts—and phantom beasts, which possessed no consciousness, only will.

"I’ll pass today; tomorrow then. It just happens to be the comic convention. Snow Sight has caused trouble, and I need to go check on it," Ye Kai said casually.

That was because the visit of any other god would give people an intensely unsafe feeling. Aside from Ye Kai, the elves had only ever received a divine being of the dragon race.

Su Qianqian felt that hateful gaze and the guilty unease in her heart gradually faded. If it had not been for Ning Duanrou scheming against her and nearly harming Xiuxiu, how could she have ended up in such a state?

A clearer light slowly surfaced in Su Qianqian’s eyes. Seeing Xiuxiu’s wrist reddened from being gripped so tightly, she was immediately filled with self-reproach.

The Great Jianghu was a virtual world driven by profit, yet there were always those who, for the sake of meager rewards—or even for no reward at all—would make choices true to their hearts. What kind of world, after all, was a martial world? Perhaps this was it.

Amon lifted a great axe and swung it viciously at the spot where that fallen Zero lay, splitting the creature’s body clean in two.

"Don’t..." Yang Min cried out, her expression changing drastically. Wu Meng was stronger than she was; how could Tu Ming, with his imperial-level cultivation, possibly be his match? She was about to rush forward at once.

In the past he had held some doubts about the Buddha Infant, but now that he knew such an adorable creature had originated from the Buddha Infant, he no longer questioned it. He firmly believed that so long as he absorbed the pure yang energy of the Great Sun Buddha Infant, he would certainly be able to dissolve the Nine-Faced Jade Fox within him.

He had once impersonated the White Dragon Envoy. Having seen the real one and the fake one together, he could not help but feel curious. Following Fang Si’s gaze, he discovered that the White Dragon Envoy’s features and build were about fifty percent similar to his own, only a little older. At once he thought, No wonder Sister Zhuji wanted me to impersonate him.

The son of Shangwu Army Commander Shangguan Xuancheng disappeared in the city’s Courtesan Blossom House. Shangwu Army Captain Gongsun Zhu sensed something was wrong and immediately carried out an inspection within the family estate. He quickly discovered irregularities in the villa, traced the enemy’s infiltration route, and led a battalion of the Shangwu Army to carry out a purge.

Huang Ximo took out several plates of fruit and placed them on the stone table. Each variety gave off a heady fragrance, its energy so rich it was almost mist-like, with its essence rising and falling in and out of view.

Yang Yiqing did not know it either. Under the heavy-handed rule of the Huashan Sect, Xie Tian’en chose to retreat, while Si Luoyi... wanted nothing more than to eliminate Yang Yiqing and the others as early as possible!

These more than one thousand people had more or less practiced cultivation methods, so their leg strength was not weak. Logically speaking, given a distance of five hundred li, even if things went badly they should have been able to finish the journey before nightfall. Yet they kept stopping and starting, and only when the next day broke did they finally arrive at the foot of the Xianliu Mountains. Afterward, the group found the path and climbed upward, reaching the mountainside by noon, where they paused to rest below the snow line.