Volume One, Chapter 25: Maximum Emotional Satisfaction
By the floor-to-ceiling window sat a small table, cluttered with cosmetics, a ring light, and a tripod for live streaming. Lin Si glanced at it for a moment before looking away.
The next morning, the weather after the rain was exceptionally clear. Lin Beibei stretched, got up, and opened the window to breathe in the fresh air. She walked out of her room and, seeing the living room empty of Lin Si, remained calm. Such a grown man wouldn't get lost; there was no reason to worry. Besides, the boy was truly ill-mannered to leave without saying a word to his older sister. After finishing breakfast, Lin Beibei pulled out her phone and opened the SoundWave app. She had been searching for videos of "Flower Wine Thick" lately. Just as she tapped...
She cast a cold glance at Walter. It was not a look of contempt as one might view an ant, nor was it the vacant stare one gives to dirt and stone; it was an expression of absolute indifference.
"It didn't go in?" Yan Feng stared at the ball as it flew out of bounds, muttering to himself, unable to accept the reality.
Zou Kai stood frozen, then shook his head. He turned to the others, recalling the way Su Han had looked at him—so detached, so confident, with an indescribable aura. "Let's go," he said. "If Su Han is a student at this school, life won't be boring from now on."
With just a glance, Su Han had reached his conclusion: the man’s approach to hard-body cultivation was completely flawed. While it could increase power, it caused too many internal injuries; it was a miracle he had lived this long. The surrounding crowd fell silent at these words. Those who had been heckling moments before were stunned, and no one stepped forward to respond or intervene. It was obvious to any keen observer that this was a targeted attack on Su Han, intended to curry favor with Chen Lei.
He was Bo Xun Duoluo. The body he now possessed was a "painted skin" that the White Bone Spirit had purchased with the last of her eighteen thousand eight hundred charm coins. Its quality was mediocre, yet it was perfectly suited for a Heavenly Demon in need of concealment.
As for this matter, Xie Zisheng only sought a basic understanding for now. Given his current level of cultivation, trying to scheme against the upper echelons of the Barbarian tribe would be no different than seeking death.
"What, you don't recognize me anymore?" The old Daoist looked at the White Bone Spirit, who now possessed a more mature and composed temperament, and smiled.
They stood to the left and right of Sylvia, looking as obedient as the sisters Dema and Dena. Especially Lolita; although she had been known as a troublemaker at the apprentice academy before becoming Charlotte’s disciple, even she, regardless of how reckless she might be, felt an instinctive awe toward the King of Frostwind Fortress.
"Don't worry if you don't understand it yet. Just watch how we perform, Brother Jiang, and you'll get it," Li Jichen said with a slight smile toward Jiang Yi.
The agent looked at Shen Xue’er with a touch of pity, but ultimately sighed and left with her.
"This pill is the Mortal-Shedding Pill. It can conceal your aura, but you must not be careless. If your identities are exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable," Master Situ instructed.
Unintended words often strike a chord. The relatives, already full of pent-up grief and anger, naturally began to lay all the blame on Tang Shiqing.
Especially since this was a clip the director had released only after careful consideration and even consulting Su Jing’s opinion—what about the parts that hadn't been released?
Cui Yuling had been very defiant at first, but in every field of knowledge, Guo Xiao could easily crush her.
"So that's how it is. Your ancestors must have been illustrious figures; otherwise, it would be impossible to possess such a precious blade," Commander Duanmu remarked.
According to what the disciple said, there were eight inner disciples in the Haotian Sect. What surprised Su Chen most was hearing the name Tantai Mingyue among them.
The man watched Tang Shiqing approach, assuming she was coming to pester him again, and looked at her with irritation.
Qin Yuan was incredibly excited. If Su Muya was interested in him, he would stop his promiscuous ways and instead marry her and start a family.
Ye Yun gritted her teeth. It was just a hotpot restaurant; how expensive could it be? She decided to pay for the meal just to draw a clear line between herself and Bo Yuzhe. Watching Bo Yuzhe’s actions, Ye Yun grew anxious, quickly grabbing Yi’er’s arm and pushing the door open to leave.
If the Ten Directions Power Demon Path were handed over to Yuan Wuji or Niu Taihuang, and they were to unleash their thousand- or ten-thousand-foot true forms to exert boundless strength, even great divine abilities like "Manifesting Heaven and Earth" would pale in comparison.
Ordinary people dared not look up at him; even the ministers in the imperial court rarely dared to lie under his immense pressure.
Before the affairs of the other sects had fully settled, a new sect suddenly appeared in the county. At such a critical juncture, none of the dozen or so martial arts sects currently embroiled in chaos dared to step up and challenge them.
Only Meng Ligao, by virtue of his unique constitution and cultivation technique, could withstand the medicinal power of the pill. If an ordinary human practitioner had taken it, they would likely have been burst apart and killed the very next moment.
*Sigh*, I’ll leave the troubling matters for them to worry about. When the time comes, I will first seek out Hu Mengyuan to inform her that the Mother’s Dao Dharma Sword is in the hands of Yin Shiniang, and then discuss the matter of Liu Haichan with her. That will save me a trip to Qingqiu Mountain; whether it is the void beyond the realm or the polar seas, neither is a place of kindness.
He used to take the bus to work, and for a moment, he hadn't realized that with a net worth of 500 billion, he could completely afford to switch to higher-end transportation.
Just then, the surrounding vengeful spirits charged toward the group. Each of these spirits was no less powerful than the one they had just faced, and the aura they exuded was exceptionally formidable.
Since Si Xinai had made such arrangements, Qu Xinchu stopped fretting over it. He simply dressed neatly, washed up, and waited quietly for Si Xinai’s summons. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Inoue Yuya arrived, walking with light, lotus-like steps.
It was a spacious hall, permeated with an ancient atmosphere and gathered with many martial artists.
Although the Yuanjue Great Forest was vast, it was poor in resources. Apart from fruits and some edible wild plants, they could produce almost no agricultural crops. The land in the center of the forest, in particular, was composed entirely of high-density black soil, rich in minerals like iron and copper.
"So... I wonder if Chief Flagship Chiyou would be willing to part with some of your goods and produce some Falcon-I rapid-fire cannons for us as well?"
"How reluctant are you to part with me? We’re already at the police station, yet you still don't want to separate, insisting on being shackled to me," Hua Xin said with an evil smirk, lifting the handcuffs that bound him to Mu Yingying.
"What are you doing? Don't mess around! You’ll kill Mayor Zhang like this!" the casual man scrambled over, trying to stop Hua Xin.