Volume 1, Chapter 36: Lunar New Year

This secret is known to almost everyone in the Immortal Realm; it is likely that Qin Chuan is the only one who remains unaware of it.

I have yet to uncover the true nature of this matter, and to avoid drawing undue attention from Fang Zhou, I have endeavored to speak of it in as understated a tone as possible.

We are nearly a thousand zhang beneath the surface; only those of truly profound power could carve out such a vast space deep underground to serve as their tomb.

Before the words had even faded, the rhythmic resonance of the Dao began to swirl. A vast sea of righteous energy surged, rising in towering waves that crashed forward, instantly filling the path previously carved by the blade energy of Lu Ya.

With a cold snort, the short man, though clearly reluctant, hoisted the two onto the vehicle and drove away.

Yan Wuxin waved his hand, and the men immediately began to search the courtyard. However, Yan Shuang and Tie Shi had already taken precautions, and Yan Wuxin and his party found no trace of them.

Sometimes Meng Qi wonders if Qingfeng Ke chose these cultivation techniques for him with specific intent. The Wandering Cloud Steps, the Azure Cloud Sword Technique, the Azure Cloud Sword Manual, and the Thunderclap Palm—there seems to be an inevitable, mysterious connection between these four martial arts. As he became increasingly familiar with them, Meng Qi grew more certain of this intuition.

"You are willing to tell me all this?" I asked, pleasantly surprised, hurrying to confirm what I had heard.

Like a migratory bird that has lost its path to the south, if you yearn for the sky and crave a pair of wings, let go and let yourself fly.

At these words, Xu Ran instinctively exchanged a glance with Liang Da, but then, feeling the weight of the moment, Xu Ran retreated and slowly turned his head away.

Beyond this single incident, one need only look at the path he walked in the first half of his life—a road complex and branching through society.

Liu Shani is the exception; she relies not only on a charming public persona, but more importantly, her vocal talent is exceptional. She is essentially capable of competing with traffic-driving idols in marketing and image, while simultaneously holding her own against established singing stars.

Su Wei was, of course, aware of the state of Brother Ma's phone, as he had been the one to help him find someone to replace the battery. That brand of battery was no longer available on the market, and the after-sales service had explicitly stated that the phone could no longer be supported.

In truth, Chen Shiru had never intended for Chen Feng to know about this. She knew that if Chen Feng found out, he would surely try to stand up for her, but she did not wish for such a thing to happen.

After all, to Chen Shiyun, no matter what transpired, as long as they remained, they would continue to protect Chen Feng well.

The shareholders and bosses had clearly compromised; they no longer demanded that Chi Feng provide support through sales channels and were prepared to formally enter into a partnership to push the product project into the market.

The scarcity of exotic metal ingots goes without saying; it had taken him such a long time just to find a thousand units previously.

At that same moment, Kato Gyofu’s cheat—the Ninja System—activated on its own for the first time without him summoning it.

Enduring the sharp pain, Tang Wan'er scanned the cavern. The massive cave was embedded in the side of a perilous mountain. She stood at the edge; looking down, there was a bottomless canyon, and looking up, ten-thousand-fathom cliffs soared into the sky. Before the cave lay the endless, stretching expanse of the Xianjianchou Mountain Range.

The old man actually felt a sense of anticipation. Among martial artists, the excellent are invincible at their own level, the outstanding can fight across levels, and geniuses can kill opponents two levels above them.

As for why Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva did not come out to greet them, the reason was simple: in name, she was in full charge of the pilgrimage team and was the Monkey King's direct superior. There was no precedent for a superior to lower herself to welcome a subordinate.

For many years, he had been unwilling to accept failure, living in seclusion while waiting for a chance to make a comeback. Now, this was a heaven-sent opportunity, and he was not willing to let it slip away.

Knowing that they would be held in high regard, the Aixin guards did not put on airs. However, Jeff, the team leader, gave a few instructions before slipping away: "Philip, you and the others just relax with these brothers and take the opportunity to build some camaraderie."

They accepted the rule of the Great Tang, but they did not necessarily feel the joys and sorrows of the empire as their own, nor were they unified in heart and mind.

Saga Ryuuichi nodded, then painfully closed his eyes and remained silent; this trip to China had been far too humiliating.

"What are you doing?" Mo Chen asked. He had seen Zheng Yi perform soul-summoning before, though Zheng Yi had once said that rituals were like cooking—the weight of the seasoning might vary each time, but the name of the dish always remained the same.

Ming Wuchang commanded a six-winged divine messenger nearby. Though her voice was beautiful, it was icy, devoid of any trace of emotion.

The last time Qin Yang came to the God City, this divinity had condensed only forty-three laws; now, it had condensed forty-nine. This signaled that the divinity of the apocalypse was truly beginning to coalesce.

Upon hearing Ji Ya's request, Mo Luo refused outright. Since killing Mo Yunhai, Mo Luo had lost her purpose in life and now focused solely on cultivating the Dao. It was only out of pity for the impoverished lives of the people in the Northwest that she helped transport goods. Otherwise, even Lin Yue could not have persuaded this great master.

As if a bell had tolled, a crisp ringing sound faded, and a scorching flame erupted from the delicate body of Wenren Muling.

Shan Shiqi left Lu Hui and Shi Ding with twenty thousand rebel soldiers to guard Hukou Pass, while he himself took Dang Shilong, Wu Cheng, Zhong Liang, Yun Zongwu, Wu Su, Zhu Jing, and fifty thousand rebels toward Fenyang.

Under the relentless attacks of these thousand giant rock monsters, the path of the vast majority of the true-disciples was blocked.

"Speak! What are you afraid of? Holding things in is bad for you—there's no harm in letting it out!" Old Zhou chimed in, his round face full of warmth. "I'm only treating you to this meal because I consider you friends. Why are you keeping secrets?" The implication was that if they considered him a friend, they should speak plainly.

"Are you really that serious?" Old Qin shook his head, finding it absurd. Seemingly unwilling to continue the discussion, he turned away, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and deliberately began slurping the remainder of his breakfast loudly.