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The Sword Cultivators","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-120",120,"\u003Cp>Diao Youcai never expected that Lin Mo, who had just ascended yesterday, would already have done something “major” today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burned down the Purple Bamboo Grove on the second day, and cleared a thousand Purple Bamboo Snakes in just half a day?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This progress is even faster than Chu Wange’s!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diao Youcai looked at the cloth sack on the table, finally confirming that the man had indeed burned down the Purple Bamboo Grove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, how could he have so much material?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly nodded and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dazedly accepted the imperial decree, remembering only something about maintaining relations, peace, and great righteousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Great Abyss is bottomless; even the Dragon Clan that controls the Northern Sea regards it as a forbidden zone, dare not approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Zangyue still has her own affairs unfinished—how could she make house calls? She’s lucky to treat a few critical cases each month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Bu Guo was still naive; she saw hope and immediately agreed… but she never imagined that her hard work brought her no reward whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beast Father? What’s wrong with him?” Lang Yu knew that only those sick, lacking appetite, or with weak digestive systems needed to drink white porridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Lady Wang was furious—she would scold even her own son born from her womb. But scolding aside, under the village chief’s gaze, she dared not prolong or throw a tantrum over a human life; she took the old woman to find sugar and eggs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Financial management comes in many forms: some tied to one’s own territory, others to neighboring territories, even some spanning the entire continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hai Yun’s face turned grim; he gripped the blade with both hands, crouched low, then spun sharply and slashed—a golden arc of blade light tore through the wind, slicing toward the stone platform on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dinghai Pearl’s divine power was invincible; under the radiance of its five-colored brilliance, mountains and great peaks within ten thousand li shattered instantly—those closer turned directly to dust, and the wind blew the towering peaks down like falling sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the phone; by that era, mobile phones had become lighter than the old-style \"big brothers,\" and for convenience, everyone had one paired for outings—Lin Ke picked up the phone and dialed, demanding why he wasn’t home yet so late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I twisted hard, shoved him away, eyes wary, but he was breathing heavily, his pupils red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhen Ansheng truly dared not speak to Shu Ye—he hadn’t spoken a word for nearly a day, didn’t dare sit near Shu Ye in class, as if there were a boundary line, crossing it meant death, so he stayed far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no matter how noble her status, she was merely an external minister; the Eighth Princess was the true imperial bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shang Bing led the two with torches to Lin Ke’s former location but found nothing; he glanced deeper into the forest, dared not continue searching, and hurried back with his men to the cave entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Man Yu, though wary of Duan Sandao, did not lessen his aura one bit—he remained fiercely dominant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the east turned pale with dawn, the orange-red sunrise spilled into the room, and the group had already fallen into utter despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, he had to buy tickets and prepare things—he must have slept very late; today he woke early to pick her up—he must be exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After one night, when she awoke, her husband was watching over her, her son sleeping beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mother sat on the ground and started cursing, hurling every filthy word without restraint. I didn’t care—I kept walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many mouths gaped wide into perfect O-shapes; they had assumed this was an unequal fight—a quasi Great Soul Master against a Title-Engraved Dou Luo—and believed death was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You know, centipedes rarely grow beyond a few meters; to reach eleven or twelve meters—how many years would that take?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just wanted to stop, but neither of them would let me go; after a moment of shock, I no longer cared—I waited until someone shouted Wang Yuanji and Wang Lichuan’s names, then the three of us tumbled together on the ground, limbs tangled.\u003C\u002Fp>",694,"2026-06-21T02:07:02.078Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6cb110a6b88d88cc88b21eb879cadba69b5e8d0ba601b0c3af2414523beed496","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-121","comment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-chapter-119",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcomment-1-for-virtue-i-m-really-not-the-chosen-o-cover.jpg"]