Volume 1, Chapter 29: Chaos in the Capital

Após ser deposto, eu obtive uma iluminação súbita e me tornei santo! Grande Imortal Antigo 1264 words 2026-08-04 05:50:13

"Is this the true path of Confucian cultivation?" Jun Moye murmured in a daze, his gaze toward Du Lingfu and Ye Chen forever changed.

"The Imperial Observatory is handling a case. All rioters and scoundrels, surrender at once..."

"No, no, this is extremely convenient, and it certainly has its trump cards in battle! Right?" Najenda said, glancing at Susanoo.

"After this catastrophe, it will be difficult for the base to recover its vitality. Are you willing to stay and help me rebuild it?" An Jinyan tilted her head and asked.

Ye Bei was clearly caught off guard. The kettle in his hand swayed slightly, and after a brief moment of surprise, he reached out to gently stroke Tangyuan’s head.

He landed on the ground, where he could still hear the pathetic yelping of that foolish dog inside the wall. He despised that mutt; it looked just like a pig.

The Great Elder could not fathom how, after only a short period of seclusion, the members of his clan had managed to provoke such a powerful human cultivator.

"This is no place for romance," the young apprentice warned coldly as they walked in.

The attendant glanced at his smiling master and was suddenly confused. Lord Tang was, after all, a noble heir and an only son; did his father not care about this homosexual scandal?

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu could not help but feel disappointed. He used to be terrified of becoming a father, but after losing Lady, he finally understood how fragile life truly was.

Shui Xiuhong recalled their exchange; they had only spoken a few simple sentences, none of which were problematic. It seemed Brother Ye’s resentment was directed at someone else.

However... "Look, aren't the Prince's eyes red?!" a man who had built up an immunity to Gong Wuxie’s beauty exclaimed upon noticing this.

If not for the fact that he was Mu Qiu’s relative, Leng Yan would have finished Xiao He off. How dare he mock the man who was Leng Yan’s wife?

"What did you say!!!" Xia Yuan stared at Xiao Aowen in astonishment, unable to believe his own ears.

What Ye Yi had not expected was that while he was performing the circulation of the heavens and practicing the lower chapters of the Northern Dipper Wind Spirit Root to improve his cultivation level, the cyan spirit root that had been hidden away suddenly emerged, and the seven star-shaped imprints upon it began to pulse slowly.

Well, he had really done it now. He had knelt, kowtowed, and called him master; could Li Yanyang possibly say no?

Beneath Qiuhua Peak, in the valley, a youth in gray robes sat cross-legged atop a giant boulder overlooking the deep pool.

"Judy is confident; we can use his," Hood said, bowing his head with great self-assurance.

Li Yanyang turned and delivered a kick, landing squarely on Old Fei’s face. Old Fei let out a muffled squawk and passed out instantly.

It turned out that the reason such a thing had happened to Chao Shiqing was primarily because he had offended an immortal kingdom.

Because of Shang Xiu and his nephew, he had no affection for the Shang family, and he had already devised a plan to deal with them. Since they were actively looking for trouble, he now had a perfectly legitimate excuse to take action.

After a moment of silence, Leng Ran, who had been stubbornly insisting on leaving, knew his chance had arrived. He hid his body stealthily behind a man in black, moving with such skill that he left no trace behind.

"Want to fight? Do you think I’m afraid of you?" Lin Qianye said with disdain, taking a heavy step forward and cracking the ground beneath his feet.

The gale could not stop that slender, delicate hand. But in the next moment, a sensation reached her, and she froze.

This scene meant that the old man had reached a certain realm—a state in harmony with the Heavenly Dao—which was naturally the Transformation of the Spirit realm! To think that a Spirit Transformation cultivator would appear at such a time, and given his expression, it was clearly detrimental to the young master. Was this perhaps a case of "blessings and misfortunes being intertwined"?