Chapter 29: Is It Fun to Follow Me Here?
Pei Qiaonian finally released him.
He was satisfied with Brother Hua’s understanding of the situation; anyone who passed through his hands, even a tiger, would have to tuck its tail and behave.
“Let’s begin,” he said.
Brother Hua slapped himself as he apologized, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spread rumors about Xu Yunzhu. I apologize—it was my impure thoughts and wild imagination.”
Due to Pei Qiaonian’s series of violent actions, Brother Hua’s livestream was shut down immediately after his apology.
7. Resurrection: During the Wei, Jin, and Northern and Southern Dynasties, the vogue for metaphysical discussions flourished. Daoist thought was revived, but this time the focus was not on Huang-Lao, but rather on a renewed interpretation of Laozi and Zhuangzi, giving rise to the far-reaching Wei-Jin metaphysics. Thereafter, Laozi and Zhuangzi became the orthodox tradition of Daoism, which continues to this day.
Chaozi forced a laugh, “No one who holds it comes to a good end. I saw this sentence in my father’s manuscript,” he added.
The boy called himself a child, but he was not quite one—for he possessed only a human form without a human body. His exquisite face resembled a paper cutout, so thin, so fragile. Seeing the child in this true light, the murderous intent in his heart diminished considerably; he thought to himself, this too is a pitiable child, no wonder.
“I can save it for when I get married, so I won’t have to spend money buying another!” he replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
After finishing her last cup of tea, Yun Chi left the teahouse, a jade flute in her hand, and began wandering through Liuguang City once more. But this time, she was not aimless; she deliberately kept an ear out for legends about Unforgettable Mountain.
She turned and saw Shen Nanqiao in a video conference. The person on the other end was likely a senior manager from the company, being scolded mercilessly.
Ming Si’s voice trembled as he asked the question. He knew that if even Fox Fox could not calculate or see through it, then this matter would be truly troublesome.
But what did Ghost Valley Master want? He was willing to give the secret of immortality to Donghuang Taiyi, and now he was here to lure her—what did he want, what was he after? Ruan Meng could not guarantee the answer.
“Excuse me, classmate, what’s your gold card attribute? Can you give us a reference?” At that moment, Lin Mo had just finished reading his card and was about to use it to strike at Chu Yun, when he was stopped by several people waiting in line.
If not for the treasure’s power, Liu Changge would never have sacrificed his own lifespan to nourish the Yin Fiend Gourd.
Moreover, after one hundred thousand years had passed, those able to recognize him at a glance—aside from his closest kin—there should be no others.
The greatest goal of a gene warrior is to continually absorb gene chains to achieve ‘atavism,’ reaching the ultimate within their gene pool; so-called combat power is merely the manifestation of genes at a given moment. Yet, creatures should not be so—they should possess the combat power appropriate to their star level.
Budugen was elated by his ascension as the new lord of the steppes; from this moment, he was the mightiest ruler across the grasslands. Kebineng, in contrast, grieved the decline of the Xianbei; from now on, the Xianbei retained only a third of their former strength.
Among them, one grand hall towered a hundred yards high, radiant with golden light, seemingly constructed of glazed tile. Above hung a jade plaque, upon which three bold characters were precisely inscribed.
Suddenly, the Mongolian official called out, “Go and seize them!” The soldiers who could still move obeyed, advancing to capture the family. Lu Yincong twisted his body lightly, leaping from the fray, toppling several soldiers who came to seize them. The Mongolian official, furious, shouted incoherently and lunged, engaging Lu Yincong once more.
He twisted his body, and with a single hand reached through the flames surrounding the Nirvana Bird, gripping it fiercely and hurling it outward. The Nirvana Bird, taking advantage of the force, spread its wings and flew into the distance.
After speaking, she took hold of it; from beginning to end, Su Ni uttered not a word. The Xun family secretly rejoiced—indeed, following Su Ni was the wisest choice.