Chapter One Hundred and One: The Spine of the Dragon

The Skeleton’s Path to the Throne Dragon Fruit Tycoon 1844 words 2026-03-21 22:48:09

The students from the Foreign Languages Department all wanted to help Shen Xiyan when they saw her in such a state, but no one dared to speak up. First, Cao Jiuzhang’s reputation was formidable; second, no one knew exactly what was going on, and acting rashly might drag themselves into trouble as well.

Zhou Hai led thirty thousand Xia cavalry out through the western gate, while Masashige Yamashita commanded twenty thousand Japanese soldiers out from the eastern gate. The two armies marched straight toward the Song encampment thirty li away. For cavalry, thirty li was but an instant, yet the Japanese soldiers, with their bow-legged strides, would take far longer.

Seeing this, Ye Zhusheng pressed the advantage, charging forward with a flurry of punches that brought the great tiger to the ground.

“Of course it’s mine. When have I ever lied to Your Majesty?” Yelü Yue said to Li Liangzuo.

Zhenxi slammed her just-lifted coffee down onto the table. The coffee splattered everywhere, leaving a mess all around.

The man concealed beneath the black robe had a shifting, elusive aura. Even he could not gauge the stranger’s cultivation, which only made him more mysterious.

He wrapped one arm around the Immortal Ziyan, and with the other, he hoisted the celestial cauldron. Power poured ceaselessly into it, making the Ten Thousand Star Cauldron blaze with dazzling light, illuminating the starry sky.

“Report, report, report… Commander, our forces have successfully seized most of the outer city, and we've broken into the inner city. The Xia troops inside are nearly completely surrounded.” A general reported to Zhong Shidao.

At that moment, Morigen suddenly sensed a deep bitterness in Yuzhou’s tone. Upon reflection, he realized Zhao Zilong’s cultivation and decisions were his own, and whether he told them or not was his freedom. Morigen had no grounds to blame him. Yet the stark contrast of appearances left Morigen struggling to accept it.

Seeing Boss Niu’s expression, Ye Zifeng, Li Kai, and Zhang Lu knew their scheme had succeeded. From the moment Zhang Lu made her bid, it had all been a trap designed to lure Boss Niu in. After a circuitous turn, the conversation shifted to Boss Niu’s company’s financing.

“Very well! Very well! Then let us go ahead to the wedding venue and welcome our long-awaited guests!” The old patriarch rose, and everyone followed suit.

Wu Hua didn’t even need to touch it; he knew this flooring would someday belong to a major enterprise. So, after things wrapped up in Shenzhen, he decided to make time for Shanghai, since the headquarters of Shengxiang Flooring was located there.

“Chu Ning, do you not recognize me?” After leaving the hotel where Old Wei stayed, the senior beside her turned and called out to her.

When she arrived at the Tianyu Hall, its pitch-black interior told her he had not returned. A trace of disappointment flickered in her heart. Just as she turned to leave, her peripheral vision caught a shadow flicker inside the hall. She lifted her gaze in sudden shock and turned back to Tianyu Hall.

“What’s wrong?” After calming herself a little, Lan Chixuan raspily asked.

Lu Xu tilted his head upward, his pupils reflecting the inky sky. The clouds receded, and the starlight poured down in a rush. The Milky Way happened to pass over the narrow alley, bathing it in silver light, transforming night into day. The stars spun in strange patterns, their brilliance drifting.

Brother Zhuzi had said that in Anzhou City, one must never offend those nobles. They could overturn clouds and rain, and handle people as they pleased. Hearing July mention clothing, she felt a hint of fear.

This Fanyang spoke rudely, already insulting the revered master. Though Lu Fan showed no expression, rage burned within him, and as his thoughts stirred, a ripple ran through his body.

Though she had never felt it herself, she had seen it once, and his presence was enough to shock anyone.

Xi Ying said nothing, but picked up the intact photograph. With a flick of her finger, she turned it over.

Biting her lower lip gently, Lin Ange climbed out of bed, picked up her clothes from the floor, and dressed herself piece by piece.

Those were memories that did not belong to her time with Shen He. The protagonist of those memories was another man.

“Excellent! Your sacrifice is timely. I have not cultivated you in vain all these years!” A distant voice echoed from beneath the earth.

This fellow, for reasons unknown, deliberately ignored it, even going so far as to inquire about it with feigned interest.

The business house’s chief administrator was Lin Jin, whose clear mind and openness to new ideas made her ideal for the role.

“How could I know? But in this celestial palace, there’s a trace of immortal aura, and the ancestor is watching over him.”

Lying on the bed, her lips slightly swollen, her eyes clouded with a hint of confusion, Taidao nearly lost control and pounced again.

Tania remembered clearly that Howard had undergone two lie detector tests before the mission, both of which he passed without issue. Only then did the higher-ups allow him to join her for the assignment.

After finishing everything, he let out a small sigh of relief. No matter what trouble awaited him tonight, his apology had been sincere. As the saying goes, you don’t slap a smiling face; surely they wouldn’t treat him too harshly.

Still, the Federation surely had ways to deal with this, or the Talent Store wouldn’t have lasted so long.

As the old troll roared, Rodriguez opened his mouth in a deep inhalation, drawing the flying bone powder into his body.

But she was so drunk—like dead drunk—her mind wiped clean as if someone had pressed a reset button.

Lin Xingxin had expected to see Fu Jincheng as soon as she wrapped up filming and returned home, but Fu Jincheng told her he had to leave on urgent business and would return in about three days.