Chapter 204: Two True Persons Enter the West Sea, the Invitation of Divine Light (Still a bit exhausting—let

I am Wang Yulou, an ordinary cultivator, currently in the West Sea, just barely survived the battlefield.

Perhaps my destiny is somewhat unusual.

How to put it... maybe I’m particularly detrimental to my masters.

Just now, my second master, Zhou Fujiao, was sent away by an Immortal Sovereign and six Purple Mansion cultivators together—the entire process was nothing short of a grand funeral.

He was a great cultivator of the Immortal Alliance, an Elder of the Red Lantern Society, the West Sea’s True Person in Charge of Treasures—and also my

Upon closer thought, wasn’t he the same? Though he often played the villain and long wore the mask of the Hydra’s leader in the Marvel world, he knew he was a good man.

Who wouldn’t want a concubine in the family? With an imperial prince too, only then could the Ulanara clan’s glory be preserved.

“Mother, give it to me.” Hearing this, Hao Yeye calmly knelt and moved forward, taking the medicine bowl from his mother.

The Beiming Hall naturally did not know that the West Riding Mountain had already shown signs of collapse, nor did they know that Chen Haoye had mastered the Earth Dark Rock Vortex Technique, allowing him to enter the main mountain and retrieve the cauldron without blowing it open.

After muttering to himself for a while, Jingyuan quietly lay down on his bed in Lime Palace.

Huang Yali fell silent for a moment—not long, perhaps just a few seconds—but to Xu Jiu, it felt like a lifetime.

“It’s my fault—I’m to blame for being too low-key.” Luo Su sincerely apologized; he had few virtues, but admitting his mistakes was one of the few shining traits in his character.

“No problem! Then I’ll wait a year—I’ll visit again this time next year.” Gu Feng replied without hesitation.

At the moment these people fell to the ground, a streak of purple light flashed—making it seem as if they had been gently placed down, without even a sound upon impact.

Whether your three “sects’” holy lands live or die is none of my concern; why must it be framed as a matter of life and death for the Heavenly Thunder Empire? That would only invite mockery. My heart cares only for the safety of my Zhang family—everyone else is irrelevant.

Simple and practical, requiring no high cultivation level—it’s practically an existence that defies heaven. Imagine: you were originally powerless, yet if you held a gun, just aim and pull the trigger to kill your enemy in one shot—how convenient would that be?

“You... you mean cassette tapes?” Cao Bing’s heart stirred; he had been listening closely to their conversation but noticed nothing else.

Seeing this, Hua Yunyan and the others turned their eyes toward Long Tian, waiting to see what decision he would make.

The simple phrase “3-0” is a great humiliation for China’s League of Legends; if this could be achieved on the World Championship stage, it would completely wash away the mockery.

That lump of sugar was as large as half of Xi Yu Town, spread out above it; ordinary people couldn’t see it, but Rong could—he complained daily to those around him: “Why is the sky always so low, like it’s about to fall? It even smells strange, and occasionally drops a few sweet, sticky drops of water.”

From Qium’s introduction, Jing Jian was astonished to realize his earlier claims hadn’t been exaggerated at all. His main tool for harvesting Su Dong was the European branch of the White Lotus. On one hand, he exported vast quantities of cheap Chinese consumer goods urgently needed by those nations; on the other, he pushed large-scale privatization.

Hearing the three announcements, Long Tian let out a bitter laugh—he never expected Tan Qiyan would resort to such a tactic. She must have noticed he hadn’t set foot on campus in over two months, so she posted the announcement in the game.

If counted up, dozens of noble families had declared allegiance to Duanmu Wuji; their patriarchs gathered around him, forming a formidable force impossible to gauge.

Suzhou and Hangzhou are not far apart, yet not close either. Though in early spring, some travelers enjoy touring both cities in one go, the distance from Hangzhou to Suzhou is still considerable—and the journey leaves one thoroughly exhausted.