Chapter 052: Zhou Jingyi Desires Wen Ni

Wen Ni's eyes were bloodshot.
Her nails dug mercilessly into her palm.
Her lips pressed tightly together, trembling ever so slightly, as though a thousand words were caught in her throat.
Shen Xue-ning continued, "In fact, safeguarding intangible cultural heritage is burning through money these days. Ever since Wen Ni's mother, wracked with guilt after ruining a priceless kesi dragon robe, took her own life, the Wen family's kesi weaving business has been on a steady decline.
All these years, it's been a money pit. Only recently did a luxury partnership bring a faint drizzle to the parched earth of a decade. Yet Wen Ni already sees herself as the savior of the Zhou family, basking in her own glory. Such arrogance is truly a bad habit."
Wen Ni...
But now, with Uncle Qian—the one she relied on—eager to cast her out, her former glory would soon be nothing but dust.
At that moment, the shopkeeper led Wang Ling-yun to the registration desk of the underground auction house, then returned to the bustling Yingying Yanyan Pavilion above.
Finding her curled up on a stone, he crouched down with mockery in his eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of utter despair on her face.
"I'll wait for you at the usual place," Bu Er interrupted Sakura with a smile, his tone leaving no room for doubt. He could tolerate everything about her, except her pushing him away.
Sakura's comment flashed through his mind, making Coach Longqi's mouth twitch—Qian had told her that in secret, but... it really did make him seem rather effeminate.
There were seven elders in the clan. The sixth elder Yun Mingzhi and the seventh elder Yun Mingxun had gone out in search of Yun Cheng and Yun Qingjue. Thus, five elders remained in the Yun family. The grand elder Yun Mingzong had yet to return from hunting the man in black. Now, only the second through fifth elders were present at Cangqiu Court.
The demon lords felt a surge of complex emotions—part longing, part sorrow—like concubines fallen from favor, returning to their caves with heavy hearts.
"Liu Yu, I must trouble you for a few more days," Wei Jie said after a moment's thought.

If I'm not mistaken, whatever is in that room is most likely here to kill me. It shouldn't be too strong, since my bounty is modest. But since I'm not a real demon catcher, even the weakest monster... is a formidable foe to me.
Because her album never quite took off, she endured unspoken rules from upper management, leading to mental torment and repeated bouts of depression.
"Thank you, Dr. Hua," Li Ruosheng said politely, though his voice was filled with utter despair.
"Hmph, I call him Stinky Bear and he never complains. Dad, why do you have a problem with it?" Lan Baobao's bratty streak flared up again.
"Dark Night, I must admit, even I am impressed by your way of winning people over," the scar-faced man chuckled as he watched everyone cast their lives aside without hesitation.
A powerful spell from the Xuan Sect erupted as the mark struck the ground. Instantly, a dazzling lotus burst forth, radiating a sinister aura as if to devour all living things, submerging the demonic wolf beneath its petals.
Next, Li Junhao slumped onto the edge of the bed, absentmindedly clutching Zhao Linhan's intimate garments, lost in thought.
The detoxification process went surprisingly smoothly. The seemingly incurable corpse poison, besieged by the power of the Yellow Springs, was utterly annihilated.
The rifleman quickly set down his automatic weapon and made way for the imposing man to enter.
"Yes!!" Shi Tou and Li Kun exchanged glances, instantly casting aside their earlier shock and curiosity. The chance to grow stronger was the stuff of their dreams.
Mei'er’s true form was a nine-tailed celestial fox—born a heavenly fox, not a mere demon! Her beauty was enchanting yet spirited, without a hint of vulgarity, perhaps because she had ascended to immortality.
Indeed, at his age, becoming a centurion was an impressive feat. Yue Cang was not one to favor kin over talent; for Yue Han and Po Jun to reach the rank of chiliarch spoke volumes about their exceptional abilities.
"You are now a zombie... No, you are the king of zombies. Your body only needs to touch any living human, and you can infect them instantly," Xiao Chen explained.
There was no need for Mei Mi Lane to be terrified beyond reason; Nero let out a self-mocking laugh, the snort from his nose making Mei Mi Lane shudder once again.

With each stone step Yi Qingwu ascended, another shackle was added to her body. At this moment, the ninety-nine scattered shackles merged with the hundredth, a finishing touch that transformed everything, as though forged through a hundred trials.
On their side were four or five private cars, all belonging to Wang Ming’s farm—the team that handled most of his affairs and could be considered his elite. The driver steered off the main road, slowed the car, and angled it toward Zhao Xu's group.
"How—how is that possible..." I stared at a missile hovering in mid-air, slowly reshaping itself into a sphere, and screamed.
The Thunder Beast had injured Chen Yun, but not severely. Yet when he transformed, his nerves suffered a devastating blow. His cultivation was too weak to endure such changes; the backlash nearly drove him mad, as if his head would explode.
Suddenly, Chen Yun drew the Azure Dragon Sword in a frenzy, slashing wildly in the air. Each swing released powerful sword energy, his mind growing ever more lost. At this rate, he would perish here.
*Cough, cough* "Big Tian, we already agreed with Crazy Bro—our share in Overlord goes to Blade," Wang Tian grinned, addressing Da Tian.
With that blow, the green-robed cultivator’s head exploded in midair, his headless corpse flung through the sky.
Chen Li glanced at the chicken soup in front of him, then at Li Pingting’s expectant gaze, feeling nothing but revulsion.
On another hilltop, Ding Fu and Yi Wei watched the two from afar, as if safeguarding their safety.
Tang Yu nodded; he never intended to trade in the first place, and after what Qing Yang said, he was all the more resolved.
Luo Manqing once again rode in Wu Qisheng's car; after getting in, she told him just to drop her somewhere she could catch a taxi—no need to take her all the way home.