Volume 1, Chapter 123: The Grand Finale-Transmigrated into a 1970s Novel: The Villainous Supporting Woman Is Spoiled by the Infertile Overlord(A Pig Who Knows How to Fall in Love)

Red silk hung high in the banquet hall of the Kyoto Hotel, marking the fifth anniversary celebration of the Universe Group.

Lin Ranran, dressed in a moon-white suit and skirt with a pearl brooch pinned to her chest, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Ji Junxiao, receiving congratulations from the guests.

"Congratulations, President Ji."
"Congratulations, President Lin."

Who would have thought that in just five years since its founding, the Universe Group would have already become a leading conglomerate in the country? Lin Ranran felt that the journey had been quite smooth.

After settling matters on this side, the onlookers—craftsmen like Cai Tong—were dismissed. Qin Feng had no intention of continuing the fight, and the man called "Second" across from him, seemingly sensing that the situation had turned against him, withdrew his weapon as well. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he stared at Qiu Yue. Having seen his share of dignitaries in this world of dust and vanity, he naturally possessed an eye for fine fabrics.

"Enough! It is settled! Whatever ceremonies are required for the head of the Huang family to assume power, you can complete them upon your return!" Ye Yu declared, removing the storage rings from Chang Yuansheng, leader of the Zongheng Sect, and Huang Honglang, head of the Huang family. He handed Huang Honglang's ring to Huang Shan.

With the departure of Major General Rose, the previously lively square began to disperse. Qin Feng took control of Nai Yi and returned to his dormitory.

"The more dangerous it is, the more we must go. I would hate to die without ever knowing why," Qin Feng said with a bitter smile, his inner thoughts known to none.

Li Bing acutely sensed the abnormal atmosphere. The old man remained silent, his eyes even closed. Wu Chengkun and Lu Jianguo had also grown quiet; one was smoking in silence, while the other sat there in a daze. The air seemed to have frozen.

"Can you brothers make it back to your rooms? Or would you like your eldest brother to see you off?" Zhu Zhishan asked the other brothers sitting at the table, pretending to treat them all with equal care.

Qin Mobao took a stroll through Zhang Sanzhong’s courtyard, chatted with him for a while, and then returned to his own.

Deep in the mountains, a strange black mist swirled in all directions. At the center of the mist stood a plantain tree, and beneath it sat a blurred green figure.

It was something resembling a godhead, yet distinct; it lacked divine power but was filled with an endless accumulation of humanistic essence. Even Wu Tian dared not touch it, for he could sense the overwhelming power of the mundane world pulsing within—a force capable of obliterating all the powers of a cultivator.

The only thing Lu Chen could do was bring out the Four Seas Pill Furnace to shield himself from the damage. Fortunately, just in case the Yin Tide Toad attempted a counterattack, he had already donned his Four Seas attire.

The Great Peng Holy Ancestor did not stand on ceremony. He took a long stride forward, stepped into the mist, and with a swish, vanished completely, leaving not even a trace of his aura behind.

With that concluded, they moved to the focus of the agenda: the upcoming celestial marriage of the Demon Clan in the Heavenly Court.

However, because of the Dragon Howl Bomb, Heyu managed to escape the Immortal Binding Rope and the pursuit of fifty soldiers.

Though Fang Yun was momentarily stunned, he immediately answered Magistrate Cai’s question with calm composure.

The original "great god" was worshipped by many, and there was another one from the hydraulic engineering department. These two were revered by spectators as true masters, though others offered perspectives that were also well-received.

None of the young disciples of the many Sacred Sects were a match for this bloody strength. The Holy Lord, Mu Yang, was still in seclusion, researching the roots of the curse between the God Clan and the Soul Clan, and would not emerge for some time. If things continued this way, the situation would become dire.

Liu Qian actually had a multitude of questions she wanted to ask, but when the words reached her lips, she did not know how to begin.

In truth, Zhang Yi was merely testing Yu Chunlin to see what his plans were for the future. Upon hearing the question, Yu Chunlin’s mind raced through countless possibilities.