Is cultivating easy?
Hearing Mo Chaoge say this, Ye Ming was speechless.
Alright!
Judging from Mo Chaoge's demeanor, there seemed to be nothing wrong.
You have extraordinary talent!
No complaints!
"Cough cough! No... not bad!"
"But you can't be complacent, you must continue to work hard!"
Ye Ming really didn't know what to say. He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Seeing this, Mo Chaoge's lips curved slightly. She seemed happy to see his awkward situation.
A few black lines appeared on Ye Ming's forehead.
"Forget it, you have your own plans, so I won't interfere."
Ye Ming waved his hand, shook his head, and turned to leave.
"Hey! Are you leaving already?"
Looking at his retreating back, Mo Chaoge's eyes dimmed slightly.
"I'm leaving!"
"I'm afraid if I stay with you any longer, my Dao heart will be damaged."
Ye Ming gave a wry smile.
However, just as his figure was about to disappear, he turned back again and met Mo Chaoge's gaze.
"Chaoge, I know what you're thinking!"
"And I understand the real reason you joined Qianxue Group!"
"But I want to say..."
"Since we've met, I won't let this opportunity slip away."
"So..."
"Let's take it slow, there's no need to rush."
After saying that, he disappeared with a smile.
"Take it slow... huh?"
Mo Chaoge looked in the direction he had disappeared, watching for a long time.
She bit her red lips:
"This is also good!"
...
After Fang Junxue and Loliya finished discussing the details of the Tianming Alliance, they then left the United Kingdom with Bu Qingyu and Mo Chaoge.
Although the headquarters of the Tianming Alliance was here, it did not mean that everyone had to work here.
Fang Junxue's core responsibilities were mainly focused on Qianxue Group.
Especially now that elixirs and spirit artifacts were already being sold worldwide.
The workload involved far exceeded people's imagination.
Therefore, Fang Junxue had to personally oversee it.
On a side note, after Fang Junxue gained control of the Siming Tribe, some of its members also joined Qianxue Group, distributed across various fields.
In short, all available forces were already playing their respective roles.
This was to ensure that when the sects from the hidden realms descended, the people of the mortal world would not be completely defenseless.
This was also the main reason Ye Ming was selling spirit artifacts and elixirs.
Everything was progressing steadily.
...
Time flew by.
Half a year later.
"I wonder if you've noticed, but there seem to be many more unusual individuals lately, each as strong as a monster. It's quite frightening."
"Isn't it? The news has been reporting it. According to official media, they call those people cultivators."
"Cultivators? Is that true? Are there really gods in this world?"
"I don't know! I feel like the world is becoming increasingly strange. So many unbelievable events have happened, with demons and ghosts appearing everywhere."
"Not long ago, I even heard that a sect called Chaoxian Sect was widely recruiting disciples, claiming they could make ordinary people become cultivators."
"I saw that news too. Could it be true?"
"I want to give it a try?"
"..."
Nowadays, such discussions are rampant in the streets and alleys of various countries.
A special group of people known as cultivators has slowly emerged into public view.
Related topics have also caused a stir in international public opinion.
The leaders of various countries have also successively ordered official media to respond.
The core message can be summarized in one sentence:
A brand new era is about to descend.
Upon hearing this news, people all over the world were ecstatic.
A new era meant new opportunities.
Everyone fantasized about one day riding the wave of the era and soaring to great heights.
But little did they know that beneath the surface of this wave, undercurrents were already surging.
United Kingdom.
Tianming Alliance Headquarters.
"Lord Loliya, according to the intelligence just received from Lord Naineer, the last of the eight major forces, the Brahma Sect, has also entered the world."
"They have also established a sect in the capital of the Kingdom of Haier and are preparing to gather followers."
Upon hearing this, the golden silhouette seated on the high throne put down the quill and slightly raised her head, revealing a beautiful face that surpassed that of an angel.
The light in the entire hall dimmed slightly due to her exquisite beauty.
"I understand. You may leave!"
Loliya tapped the table with her jade finger, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.
After the messenger left, she slowly stood up. Her graceful figure was faintly visible through the golden gauze dress, each curve outlining a perfect silhouette.
A touch of girlish purity had faded from her, replaced by a mature charm that was even more beautiful.
It was more captivating to the opposite sex.
However, in this world, there was only one person who could truly capture her heart.
Counting the days, she hadn't seen that person for nearly ten days.
She missed him dearly.
However, Loliya also knew that she might not be able to see him for a while.
Because the number one mistress of their home was entering a very special period.
One more month.
A new member would join their family.
Thinking of this, Loliya subconsciously touched her abdomen, her beautiful eyes filled with longing.
But now was not the time.
She had to be patient!
She shook her head, cast aside her extraneous emotions, and refocused on the information the messenger had brought.
The last super-force had also entered the world.
This meant that the era of immortal cultivation had already arrived.
"Conflict is about to begin. I hope this chaotic world will be free from more tears."
She sighed softly.
This was merely a beautiful wish.
...
Huaguo.
Minghai City.
Qianxue Group Headquarters.
"My dear aunt, what time is it? Can we stop working?"
"Rest! Let's have a good rest, okay?"
In the Chairman's office.
A woman with a visibly pregnant belly had just finished reading a document when the office door was pushed open, and a man rushed in.
"There's still a month to go. I'm not that fragile, am I?"
Fang Junxue smiled helplessly at Ye Ming's anxious expression, as if he wanted to carry her everywhere, fearing she might trip or get hurt.
For the past few days, Ye Ming had been like a shadow, constantly by her side.
If Fang Junxue hadn't insisted on continuing to work, Ye Ming would have treated her like a precious treasure.
"No! No matter what, you can't come to the company anymore!"
This time, Ye Ming's attitude was exceptionally firm. He held her hand and commanded:
"For the next month, you must stay at home. Do you hear me?"
His tone was indeed quite strong.
"Are you yelling at me?"
Hearing this, Fang Junxue pouted slightly, looking wronged.
"I..."
"I'm begging you, is that okay?"
"Junxue, please don't be willful, okay?"
His strong tone lasted less than a second before it was broken by her wronged expression.
No choice!
Who could resist the number one mistress of this big family?