Volume 1, Chapter 29: In the Fragrant Garden, Beneath the Plum Blossom Grove, A Meeting After Lessons

"Hee hee, you wish! You want to take responsibility, but I’m not even going to be with you yet! Stop fidgeting. I’m going to sleep!" Qin Qin closed her eyes blissfully; this could be considered their first intimate encounter.

This scene prompted the muffled thunder in the sky to evolve into booming claps, and a streak of red lightning instantly tore through the clouds, revealing its true face.

Outside, the rain was pouring in torrents, accompanied by constant thunder. The raindrops were heavy and dense, falling like arrows, causing pain to the skin upon impact.

To those far away, this glance might have been nothing more than a peek or a fleeting sense of familiarity. The world remained the world it was; it did not, and would not, become manic or chaotic because of someone's passing look.

Across the entire land of Wa, even the Ainu people were now his subjects, so he was quite confident that he would eventually become the greatest king in the world.

Unless you have a meat shield to take the hits for you, and your energy bar can hold out indefinitely, you have to rely on kiting tactics to wear the enemy down.

The three of them leaned against a large rock, taking refuge in the shade. They were all listless, looking like cabbage boiled to mush in hot water.

In terms of jungling, Master Yi certainly couldn’t beat Xin Zhao early on; Xin Zhao’s dueling ability is no joke. Since Master Yi hadn’t reached level six yet, it would be a tough fight, though Orianna held a significant advantage in the mid-lane.

The waiting time was long enough for Jiang Ziyu to play two rounds of pistol matches. Finally, the login screen appeared, and Jiang Ziyu logged in, selecting the Ionia server.

People of the Tang Dynasty in this era were quite arrogant and looked down upon foreign tribes; no matter how wealthy those outsiders were, the Tang people viewed them as mere barbarians.

"For the sake of a meal... I’ve heard a saying: 'One should not accept food offered with contempt.' You disappoint me—you disappoint me so much! I, Li Zhiting, do not want a man like you."

Not long after, a sharp, shrill cry pierced the sky. It sounded mournful, like the wailing of a child, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly the cry of a bird.

Qin Fen had been at the peak of the Saint Stage for some time, and his ancient martial arts cultivation had also reached the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage; he was only one step away from stepping into that miraculous, unfathomable realm.

However, even if they thought so, others did not. For instance, Flying Sword Xu and Yun Xiu, who were present, were completely bewildered.

Hearing this, the Great Saint Ancestor nearly collapsed to the ground. These were two supreme Great Saints, and they had just been slaughtered by Chu Xuan like that?

***

Although her mother had personally made the trip into the palace, the Empress found it difficult to refuse to her face, so she reluctantly agreed, saying she would try to bring it up when the Emperor arrived.

All along, although Right Chancellor Helda didn’t believe Su Mu and his group could find this place, he hadn't let his guard down. In his view, the abilities of Su Mu and his brothers were truly beyond imagination.

With such sincere feelings, how could Fang Luo not be moved? Touched, she no longer refused and allowed him to make the arrangements.

What he wanted to understand more was whether the evil spirit, after gaining consciousness, was still being controlled by the master of Luoyue Slope in the dark, and how much it knew about this place.

After hearing this, Wu Yong’s lips curled into a smile. This Zhang Youxi was quite interesting; it seemed he needed to dig deeper into his background. Besides, his token was also very intriguing—he wondered what kind of treasure it might be.

The security here was relatively lax. Over the years, relying on Wang Yuanwu’s formidable strength, these cultivators hadn't faced much opposition, so they weren't worried about anyone sneaking in to rescue the prisoners.

The Seven-Fork Fortress was the most important frontline stronghold between the kingdom and the Bacchus Empire, and it also served as a shield for the capital, Leon City.

In Lu Deng’s hometown, humanity didn't start the Industrial Revolution until the 18th century, yet in less than 400 years, they had entered the nuclear age.

After spending these few days together, Yilin felt they were already quite familiar, but she still followed the rules of Chen An and his group, placing the money with a middleman first.

In this situation, the three thousand secret realms were beginning to close, ejecting the many cultivators inside.

Sarutobi Asuma sat with his belly protruding, looking at the ceiling with a sense of hopelessness. He didn't even glance at his father throughout the ordeal, questioning the Third Hokage in a flat, emotionless tone.

As for whether Sarutobi Hiruzen had pushed Qianye into a corner, Asuma no longer cared; he only knew that they were now irreconcilable enemies.

Facing Qianye’s sermon, the blood vessels in the Uchiha boy’s left eye instantly bulged, his pupil locking onto Qianye, focusing until he shed tears of blood.

Qianye nodded slowly. There was no need to hide this from Tsunade, because with Qianxia, it was only a matter of time before it awakened.

Only Chen An noticed that something was wrong. He rushed backstage and scooped Jiu'er up from the chair.

***

"Actually, the price of fifteen thousand is already beyond my budget. If possible, I’d like to lower it even more, so it can enter every household like a standard flat-screen TV. A 32-inch smart flat-screen TV only costs a thousand-plus; basically every family can afford one," Liu Ming said after a moment of thought.

"Old Hua, do you have a dinner engagement tonight? I have nowhere to go—could you take me with you?" the old man asked directly.

In the past six months, I had thought of countless ways to escape, but Bai Chong’s plans were woven so tightly that I couldn't tear a single opening. I couldn't even borrow a mobile phone.

*Bang!* The origin within Ye Qing’s body turned into a white bead and began to slowly generate Heaven-Swallowing Qi. In a short while, Ye Qing had recovered.

The heat-based weaponry and bodyguards on the wall opened fire instantly. Millions of bullets flew toward Ye Qing, who immediately activated the Earth Heart.

This scene shocked everyone. Beitang Xuan and the others widened their eyes, looking up at the phantom of the emperor reaching into the heavens, and they all knelt down in spiritual awe.

Ling Yuxin watched the mountain villagers' pious expressions and couldn't help but sigh that Wen Yiming was truly good at putting on a show. However, this was even better—as a guest of the Miao village, long-term cooperation would be more guaranteed.

He had often encouraged his grandfather to auction things off, after all, he had too many teapots, and it was better to use collections to support collections. But the old man would rather spend less and live simply than part with any of his beloved items. That was the character of a collector.

"King, 200 battle angels are in position. Shall we head to the brood planet to establish defenses?" As soon as Liu Ming arrived in his room, Yu Ling’s figure appeared abruptly before him.

The two sounds blended together, making one’s eardrums ache and drowning out the voices of Mu Yeyu and the other members of the Myriad Gu Sect.

Xia Yue was satisfied, placing the peeled tea egg into Ye Caitang’s bowl before starting to peel a second one.

Now, everything was pitch black, with sand, blood, wounds, black squid ink, and sweat all mixed together.