Chapter 1105: The Hundred Flowers Jade Charm

After bidding farewell to Huang Shanjun, Mo Hua descended the mountain and, in the small immortal city below, spent some spirit stones to hire someone to build a temple for Huang Shanjun and arrange for regular offerings to be sent, so it wouldn't go hungry, exposed to wind and dew every day.

Although he had found his life deity statue and Huang Shanjun had grown indifferent to incense and worship.

But it can't go hungry!

Humans are the same; gods are the same.

After finishing all this, Mo Hua turned to look once more at the barren mountain, silently telling Huang

"You're right—we both must strive; we can't let others laugh at us. Today's matter weighs heavily on both our shoulders. If the Lin family makes no progress under my watch, we'll truly be laughed at. Brother probably waits just to see us fail." Lin Boyoung stroked the clan lord's ring on his finger.

When a child has struggled long for something yet still fails to overcome it, his heart is most fragile.

In the second-tier arena, Hanais released an Ice Spike spell, but his assault wasn't over—the ice spikes were merely a ruse; now he raised his right hand high, his chanting growing louder, clearly nearing the spell's climax.

"Marx said a man cannot become his own slave, that superstition knows no education or class—I just don't believe it!" Guo Fatty blurted out again, falling into his usual nonsense.

Zhong Liansheng didn't fully know what Zhong Wei had endured; if he did, he'd understand why Zhong Wei needed no worry from him.

After he shouted, the surrounding cultivators heard him, as did Xiao Yong and the others; they all turned to look at him as he sped away.

The heads of the outer and inner courtyards stood on either side of a middle-aged, sturdy man; his face was obscured, but from the side, neither showed any solemnity or tension—as if waiting for a friend.

He tried again with all his strength, but no matter how hard he strained—even his face turning red—there was no effect at all; he felt as if bound by iron pincers, his struggles nothing but a joke.

The Gu family learned part of this news from elsewhere, Liu Ji revealed part, but he told the Gu family everything about Xiao Yong's situation, causing them to intensify their joint suppression with the Grand Elder against his maternal lineage.

Chen Chen then checked into a countryside inn, planning to follow after Zhong Meiyen and the others departed.

The next morning, Ningzhi Workshop remained bustling with crowds; Chu Yue had wanted to stay and help, but there were still many things to do.

Among them stood a young man with a handsome face and noble bearing, clearly a wealthy heir, surrounded by relatives like stars circling the moon.

Chu Yue wanted to laugh: the words coming from Yin Yuwan's mouth moved her not at all—instead, they struck her as utterly absurd. It was Yin Yuwan who harmed others; how could she now act as if the whole world should be moved by her so-called "kindness"?

This time, agreeing to switch places and join Longya was the main quest; Chen Chen had known from the start that this main quest would contain many sub-quests.

In the sky, a golden incantation pinned the evil dragon down; the giant dragon shook its body, thunder roaring, coiling tightly, gathering power to spit out several lightning bolts that shattered the golden incantation—with a sound like rattling tin.

Qin Baishui nodded, recounting to Danzhong Immortal Lord how he had met Junxin in the Jiao Realm, while pulling out a blank jade slip; after finishing, he pressed it to his forehead and recorded the Seven Soul Spirit Control Technique before handing it over.

Seeing Lai Xincai's sudden embarrassment, Chen Chen almost laughed, yet also felt displeased at Lin Maohui's brutality—he looked exactly like some local warlord.

Xie An and Ya Ren, no matter how strong or how loudly they cursed, could not resist their overwhelming numbers; amid the shoving and pushing, they had already given their all.