Chapter 1404

There has probably never been a drama that could achieve such massive popularity after airing fewer than five episodes.

It is as if the entire internet is filled with the presence of "In the Name of the People"; even though the lines that have appeared so far are limited, every single one seems like a classic, each sentence open to all sorts of interpretations.

And through netizens' secondary creations, even more teasing, satirical effects have been derived.

However, netizens do not yet know that the classic lines belonging to this TV drama have only just begun; only when the later content comes out will everyone understand what it means for an entire TV drama to be nothing but highlights.

Of course, the current highlight is undoubtedly Hou Liangping bidding farewell to his family, taking up Chen Hai's cause with a determination to die, and launching a challenge against that great mountain pressing down on the whole of Handong.

But he is not alone; Sha Ruijin and Ji Changming will both lend him a helping hand.

And the upcoming story will unfold around the grudges and struggles between him and Qi Tongwei.

And the song "The Way of the World" (Renjian Dao), played after Hou Liangping leaves home, has become the hottest song at the moment as a matter of course because of its exceptionally outstanding lyrics.

For a song, melody is undoubtedly the most important.

But in Huaxia, where the beauty of words is highly valued, lyrics also account for a very high proportion in the listening experience.

Take "Blue and White Porcelain" (Qinghua Ci), known as one of the peaks of Huaxia-style lyrics — its melody is indeed beautiful and moving, but what is most impressive is still its lyrics, full of charm and literary brilliance.

Just the line "Plantains outside the gate provoke sudden rain; the door ring provokes verdigris" has already surpassed countless others.

Not to mention the climax: "Sky-blue waits for misty rain, and I wait for you."

One believes that even if it were paired with a mediocre melody, it would still become a classic, a monument in Huaxia-style pop music.

Similarly, the lyrics of the song "The Way of the World" are written superbly well.

They write out a person's resolute determination to resist the world's injustice alone, write out a person's never compromising with evil forces, write out a person's passion and heart of dedication to the people.

No fault can be found; it makes the listener's blood boil with excitement.

The previous song "Luocha Haishi," despite its ordinary melody, managed to achieve such explosive popularity relying on lyrics with extremely high interpretive value.

Now swapped for "The Way of the World," whose lyrics are even better, and with "In the Name of the People" laying the foundation, this song's popularity has far exceeded all songs this year and even last year from the very first day it appeared.

"How about it, this song is pretty good, right?"

The next day, Miss Luo Quan asked her fans with a smile.

Since noon yesterday everyone had been clamoring to hear the song, clamoring all the way until eight in the evening.

The moment the song was released, those voices instantly disappeared.

No other reason — the quality was simply too good, living up to their wait of a whole day.

But for some reason, a trend started from who knows where; whenever she put out a good piece of work, someone would clamor for her to give out benefits.

Cosplay and such were still fine, but there were actually people asking her to hold a global concert tour, visiting Tokyo, Paris, New York, and London.

Isn't that ridiculous? Where would she find the leisure for that?

So Miss Luo Quan refused directly without a second thought.

However, the fans would not let it go; in the bullet comments they reasoned with her emotionally and logically, to the point of almost kneeling down to beg her.

This put Miss Luo Quan in a very difficult spot; refusing directly worried her that the fans would be saddened.

But if she didn't refuse, holding a global concert tour would be truly too exhausting, and she herself would be saddened.

This really is a hard choice to make.

Just as Miss Luo Quan didn't know what to do, Luo Ning, sleeping next to her, suddenly hummed twice, sounding as if something had come up.

"My daughter's awake, I'm going to take care of the kid, we'll stream again in a bit, okay?"

The child comes before everything; Miss Luo Quan shut off the livestream at the fastest speed and successfully escaped!

"What's wrong, daughter?"

Miss Luo Quan picked up Ningning, then discovered with shock that mysterious red streaks had actually appeared on her daughter's arm!

"Th-this... what is this, does your arm hurt, daughter?!"

Miss Luo Quan panicked at once, hurriedly asking her daughter if there was anything wrong.

"It feels a bit swollen, but not serious, like Qi circulation isn't flowing smoothly."

Luo Ning replied in a relaxed tone, as if it were no big deal.

"It's a clash of powers."

The System suddenly spoke: "The host's Immaculate Glazed Body belongs to the Buddhist physique; after you breastfed Luo Ning, the Buddhist faith will clash with Luo Ning's Dawn faith, vying for dominance over the body.

Right now it's only the arm's Qi circulation being blocked; later it might be the legs, the belly..."

"Then how do we resolve it?" After learning the cause, Miss Luo Quan relaxed a little.

As long as it's not some unknown virus, it's manageable; knowing the cause means there will definitely be a solution.

"Simple, just modify the Immaculate Glazed Body into an Immaculate Immortal Body.

The Immaculate Immortal Body belongs to the Daoist physique; cultivators cultivate the heart, using heaven and earth as a furnace and the self as the elixir, capable of containing all things, so naturally it can coexist with the Dawn faith.

As for how to convert it, just like when you previously obtained the Succubus Power, you need to enter an Other World and find it yourself.

However, because your current level is too high, these cultivation methods are all very easy to find and won't delay too much time."

Miss Luo Quan took a deep breath and asked: "Then is this world in the Universe or within the Fantasy World Game?"

"Neither; it is a world called the Star Sea Immortal Palace, accessible via the Anywhere Door by adjusting coordinates for consciousness transmission; it's already calibrated for you, you can depart anytime."

"You really do things properly."

Miss Luo Quan sighed, then stroked her daughter's head: "Good baby, wait a moment, Mommy will be right back, I'll feed you again after helping you clear the blockage on your arm."

Having said that, Miss Luo Quan opened the Anywhere Door, lay down on the bed, and controlled her consciousness to dive in.

Unknown how much time passed, Miss Luo Quan woke from a burst of intense pain.

At this moment she was lying on a very ordinary wooden bed; the surrounding furniture was also wooden, but few in number — only a stool, a small cabinet, a wooden basin, extremely shabby.

She struggled to prop herself up, but found her whole body felt as if it had fallen apart; not only could she not exert any strength, but waves of pain as if struck by a blunt weapon came from her chest.

Miss Luo Quan sucked in a cold breath and hurriedly lay back down, but in her heart she was still very fortunate — feeling pain meant she was still alive, infinitely better than the previous battlefield maid start.

"Host, your current body's injuries are quite severe; it's best not to move rashly."

"Hurry up and treat your wounds. I feel that if I delay any longer, this body will probably go cold."

"The host doesn't need to worry about being in mortal danger at all. You're just experiencing strong stimulation of the sympathetic nervous system, so your heartbeat and pulse have accelerated, making you feel short of breath. This is a normal phenomenon and will pass in a moment."

"Is that so." Hearing the system's words, Luo Quan finally put her mind at ease.

"But don't get too excited too soon. The system's conversation with you is entirely based on the host's everyday cognition. On Earth, the host's symptoms should be described this way."

"Then how should it be said in the terms of this world?" Luo Quan asked curiously.

"It should be: you took a heavy blow to the chest, damaging the heart meridian, which caused obstructed breath and a feeling of impending death.

Moreover, the spiritual energy in this world is extremely abundant, and there is the presence of immortal energy—this is the hallmark of a high-level cultivation world!"

"Cultivation……" Luo Quan was about to say something when the original host's memories suddenly surged into her mind.

Without any sense of pain, the first half of this body's life unfolded in her mind like fleeting flowers seen from a galloping horse.

The original owner of this body was named Su Quan, and the sect she belonged to was the strongest cultivation sect in this world—the Wuliang Immortal Sect!

Su Quan's father was Su Changye, the peak master of Lingyun Peak in the Nine Peaks and Twelve Halls, whose cultivation level Luo Quan didn't know, but being able to sit in such a high position as peak master meant his strength certainly wasn't weak.

As for Su Quan's mother, Bai Yueyao, her background was even greater. Although she held no position in the Wuliang Immortal Sect and her cultivation was probably average, her father Bai Risheng was the peak master of Qing Tian Peak—and he had held that position for an astonishing three thousand years!

Looking at it this way, Su Quan could be said to be a true-born immortal third-generation descendant, destined to want for nothing and do as she pleased—but the facts are not so.

Su Quan's father is a cultivator with "three views" extremely correct. He often told his two daughters that one must recall bitterness to appreciate sweetness, and that living in comfort prevents one from becoming a true genius.

So during their upbringing, he gave them no special treatment at all, letting them climb step by step with their own hardworking hands, just like all the poor cultivators.

However, Su Quan's older sister, Su Ziyan, did not disappoint expectations—she rose to the clouds, while Su Quan fell into the valley, and no amount of help could lift her back up.

Su Quan is seventeen this year, and her cultivation has barely reached the eighth layer of Qi Refining, making her a fighting machine among the trash.

But her sister, who is only one year older, has a cultivation level two full realms higher than hers, placing her among the geniuses of geniuses.

Though both are daughters, the gap between them is so huge that even Su Changye, as their father, can't figure it out.

Yet he hasn't given up on the talentless Su Quan; he still nurtures her with care and, in an unprecedented move, used his privilege to send her to the best academy in the Wuliang Immortal Sect, hoping she might make progress under the guidance of renowned teachers.

Alas, things backfired. Even with the best resources, Su Quan's performance remained like a lump of mud—she drifted through the academy for half a year without making any progress in cultivation, becoming a laughingstock among the geniuses there.

After all, the teacher instructing everyone was none other than Li Yan, the most famous immortal master of the Wuliang Immortal Sect. Many high-level figures in the Nine Peaks and Twelve Halls were his disciples. Though not every one of them was astonishingly talented, at least among their peers, they were all outstanding.

And Su Quan was probably one of the worst students he had ever taught—this "one" could even be dropped.

At first, Li Yan still had hopes for Su Quan, thinking she wasn't beyond redemption.

At least she always completed her homework, and her attitude was relatively proper.

But later, Li Yan realized Su Quan was truly hopeless—like a stubborn stone, no amount of guidance could open her mind, and over time he gave up, leaving her to fend for herself.

Because of this, many fellow cultivators in the academy often mocked her.

At first, Luo Quan could still endure it, but after enduring it until yesterday, she finally snapped. In her anger, she argued with one of her fellow cultivators, her eyes red and breath rough, as if she wanted to fight to the death—only to be knocked down by a single punch from the other person.

This is all the memory of "Su Quan," and after Luo Quan learned everything, she felt a mix of emotions.

Su Quan's birth could be said to be very fortunate—she was born into a family with excellent conditions. While others were still at the starting line of life, she had already nearly reached the finish line.

But Su Quan's entire childhood could also be said to be unfortunate—her talent was abysmal, and she was placed in an environment completely mismatched with her abilities, ultimately leading to this outcome, which is truly unavoidable.

"Good thing I'm here; otherwise, how would you ever turn your life around?"

Luo Quan sighed, knowing she would also have to work for someone else for a period of time.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Entering was a white-clad woman as beautiful as a fairy, her skin surpassing frost and snow, her eyes emitting an aura that warned strangers to keep away, her nose bridge high and straight, a pair of willow-leaf brows slender as drifting smoke, her cherry-red lips thin as cicada wings—combined, she was truly breathtakingly beautiful, enough to make one's heart tremble and soul stir.

If this beauty could be abducted to Earth to film historical dramas, she wouldn't just gain countless fans—she'd be irresistible!

But although the beauty was beautiful, Luo Quan merely glanced at her a few times before closing her eyes and turning her head away.

This was her usual reaction upon seeing this elder sister—due to her inferiority complex.

"Awake yet? Does your chest still hurt?" Su Ziyan asked coldly, then took out one gold and one red bottle of medicine and placed them beside her sister's pillow.

"The gold bottle contains Clearing Trauma Pill, which promotes blood circulation and removes stasis. Your injury isn't serious—rest for two or three days and you'll recover.

The red bottle contains Breakthrough Pill—one pill is enough to let you break through to the Meridian-Unblocking realm. But after reaching that realm, don't take more, as medicine has three parts poison; if you develop pill toxicity, it won't be good."

Saying this, Su Ziyan paused, then added: "This was entrusted to me by our mother to bring to you. Our father still doesn't know you're injured."

"Understood, thank you." Luo Quan opened her eyes, turned her head, glanced briefly, and said her thanks.

The sister's indifferent attitude didn't make Su Ziyan feel anything was off; she also used the same indifferent tone: "The cultivator who injured you—I've found him. Do you need me to……"

"No!" Luo Quan refused quickly: "I'll handle it myself."

"Alright then." Su Ziyan looked at her sister with her head lowered, pursed her lips, and turned to leave.

After Su Ziyan left, Luo Quan finally turned her body, picking up the medicine bottle while sighing: "It's really not easy to imitate the former host's behavior logic—this is the first time I've been spoken to so rudely by a relative, and it feels truly unpleasant."

She picked up the medicine and looked at it, then Luo Quan directly opened her mouth and swallowed a few pills.

The medicine given by the beautiful elder sister really worked—after taking it, less than a minute later she felt the effect: all pain on her body vanished completely, and even the injured area began to warm with waves of gentle heat.