Chapter 340: Artifacts Design, the Dao

The night of the retirement home.

Zheng Fa sat on a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

The tea was Wangji tea cultivated by the retirement home, and at this moment, it suited Zheng Fa's mood well.

Recently, under the threat of the Demon Ancestor's rebirth in the Xuanwei Realm, Zheng Fa carried considerable inner pressure.

But now, as the lord of the Nine Mountains Realm and the pillar of the Jiushan Sect, this pressure could only be borne alone, never revealed to outsiders.

Only within the retirement home,

in this chaotic, storm-tossed time, who could guarantee these local officials weren't harboring ambitions of secession?

Alex fawned, saying: "Let me introduce you…" then launched into a long, rambling explanation.

"I'm a food journalist—if anything major happens at the Yuan Yue Academy, I must report it first!" Yan Jingxiong clenched his fist, swearing firmly.

As the temperature surged, the sky-filling cold qi began gradually thinning, clearly ineffective against the true eruption of the Strange Fire.

Hun Xi Long You was an ultimate secret technique—even he had no right to learn it, but many within the Dragon Court knew it. Most were locked in constant scheming and rivalry with the Ni Dragon Crown Prince; it was entirely possible they'd interfere and seize the opportunity to steal it.

Kangkang was overjoyed at first hearing the egg was to be given to him, but then Xin Yue immediately began haggling with him.

Fang Sheng casually waved his hand and drew another green object from the Ten Directions Jade—it resembled a lotus seed.

It turned out both were high-ranking members of the Revelation Sect: Yi Huo was one of the Five Generals, and Yue Mo was one of the Six Stars.

Last time, through his own exploration, he had already learned how to use the Appraisal Technique to appraise arrays.

During the Buddha's ascetic cultivation beneath the Bodhi tree, Mara attacked him with floods, fire, thunder, and lightning; Sakyamuni remained unmoved. Mara's various disturbances and temptations yielded no result whatsoever.

"Going to the Nine Dragon Hall—even singing there won't be cheap." Not to mention drinking, the expenses would be far greater.

Xia Fanhua cooked the porridge, brought it to Anqi's room, placed it on the table, then went to her bed—Anqi was still fast asleep.

"No need to look—he's made his choice. His choice is to sacrifice you and start anew." Er Qiu spoke with a cold, almost gleeful tone, utterly unlike its usual self.

Yan Qinqing put on an expression of listening, nodding repeatedly in his arms, humming along.

Compared to some harsher exchange conditions, the boy's request to "meet the leader of Yan Yin Village" was indeed not excessive.

Ordinary people cannot see ghosts, leaving them defenseless; if I learn the Exorcism Technique and make ghosts serve me, wouldn't that let me uncover their secrets and spy on court ministers?

Le Xiang agreed with this—Soul Cultivators generally have gentle temperaments; calling them spiritually pure isn't wrong, but it's not entirely true either—think of Cui Jinxia's jealousy, Qiaoliana's inner hatred, or Baolami's greed.

Yan Qinqing had just sat on the sofa when Gao Lingrou, crouched beside the coffee table, handed her a cake, her face lit with a warm, affectionate smile.

With Hua Moyun leaving as her senior sister, Gongliang Simai had no reason to stay; she bowed slightly to the Moon Goddess, then followed Hua Moyun's footsteps away.

The sky was already dark when Pei Yi arrived—he hadn't booked a room in advance, clearly intending not to sleep alone.

His father told him that because his father had been ill, he and his mother had separated; his father took him, while his younger brother stayed with their mother. To care for him, his father had brought Su Mi aunt to be his mother, so his real mother might be angry and possibly refuse to see him—he must prepare himself mentally.

At the auction, without giving others a chance to bid, Mo Linsen and Xiang Tiange, upon spotting jewelry suitable for their wives, barely paused before snapping them up, spending extravagantly without restraint.