Chapter 388: The Immortal Who Stole Fire, One Finger Drops a Star

Zhao Yi hadn't even opened the first episode video when the door burst open and a middle-aged woman walked in, muttering, "Always got your phone out!"

She was his mother.

She came over, glanced at Zhao Yi's screen, and sneered, "Seeking immortals? What nonsense. Even if you train your strength till you're monstrous, go look at the construction site—anyone bigger than an excavator?"

Zhao Yi listened to the rumble from the construction site outside the compound and looked at his own fist.

Deng Lunxing was the head of the Jingwei Hall, the undisputed top chess player within the hall, and universally regarded as the only viable candidate for the next Level Eight Hongyu Promotion Tournament.

Ye Ziluo briefly recounted some matters of the cultivation world, leaving Leng Qingyin stunned, repeatedly exclaiming, "Immortals!"

It turned out this Seven-Star Grid Nascent Soul's dharma name was Fa Kong, a monk from the Wuliang Temple in the Southern Commandery of the Empire, while Jing Yuan were the secular names of the nameless old nun before she took vows.

Tong En's mother still lived in the old house; to pay for her mother's treatment, she had sold it, and she must have used part of the fifty thousand her grandfather later gave her to buy it back—otherwise, her mother would have had no place to live.

She hurried downstairs, hailed a taxi, and rushed over; Lin Shengnan's eyes were swollen from crying and her spirit was low.

But Cao Cao hadn't been idle these days. He pulled troops from across Yu Province, conscripted tillian soldiers, and brought frontline forces to a terrifying 180, 00, including 30, 00 cavalry. He ordered soldiers to overhaul weapons, build encampments, and establish three major camps positioned to support one another.

Mu the Young Master smiled faintly and wrote: Outside, there are many beautiful clothes, plenty of fine food and wine, and many people like you and me—this is where humans truly belong.

The Donghai economy was likewise severely impacted. The finance sector suffered little, given China's relatively closed financial system. The stock market had already collapsed completely by early 2008; comparatively, real estate was among the industries most directly and heavily affected.

After finishing this, Lin Yi strolled calmly to the outer room and called Sun Er. Sun Er brought Lin Yi's breakfast—and another pot of warmed wine.

But Tang Jin hadn't expected it: his chase after a bicycle to recover his wallet became the front-page headline of the Pinghai Evening News that day.

Ye Bao and Zi Yu met a thousand years ago, but back then their relationship was nothing like it is now—they were outright adversaries.

Before he could catch his breath, a series of 'whooshing' sounds came from below-right—four more poison vines attacked, each as strong as the three just destroyed.

At these words, the two across from him froze. The young man stared at Lin Feng in disbelief; the elder's eyes widened in shock. Neither had expected Lin Feng to be so ungrateful—or rather… so suicidal.

A slight prick on the neck made them instinctively turn—and saw Su Jinluo in the corner, her eyes wide with terror. Before they could react, their bodies began to collapse; Su Jinluo flicked out several more silver needles.

Never mind the secret wars among the Zhao Prince's concubines—right now, the wet nurse was bowing to each guest with the child in her arms.

Waves of lightning, like curtains, blocked the passage; when the thunderstorm's force weakened and the remaining fire sea reached this point, it was again blocked—and even reflected back.

Cultivation always slows the further you go. To go from Foundation Establishment mid-stage to Core Formation in a year and a half is already astonishing—even going from Qi Refining mid-stage, levels five or six, to Core Formation in that time would be extraordinary.

Gong Jingjing wore a waitress uniform, holding a tray, head slightly bowed, her hat partially obscuring her face, making her harder to recognize.

As for that despised Grain Grain Bigu Pill, keep it—it's useless now, but there'll be a time when you need it. Essential for home, travel, and adventure.