Chapter 461: The Array Takes Shape, the Jade Tablet Evolves

The morning sun rose over Hongshan, and dewdrops on the grass blades reflected tiny glimmers of light.

Zheng Fa’s voice was calm and unhurried, drifting through the lecture hall like a morning breeze.

The listeners in the hall remained silent.

Birds beneath the eaves circled among the trees, yet made no noise, as if also listening intently.

This lecture had now lasted nearly half a year, from start to finish.

Zheng Fa began with the textbook, covering talismans, elixirs, arrays, and artifacts—the hundred essentials of cultivation.

Shen Gengyi’s laughter sent a chill down the spine: “Better dead, better all dead!” If she couldn’t be happy, she wanted no one else to be either.

He walked slowly to the equipment room door, glanced indifferently at the lock tangled in a jump rope, and understood at once.

In the future, helium-3 will be concentrated, water electrolyzed; the small amount of tritium and the twenty percent deuterium within will be liquefied separately as nuclear fuel.

In Shoukang Palace, Ning Wanyi hadn’t cried the last time she came; today, as soon as she entered and called out “Auntie,” she began weeping softly.

After a long pause, Lu Zhichen finally managed to make a sound. He gasped a few times, then felt his clothes were soaked through.

This matter began an hour ago: the prince had brought her medicine, and she was ready to leave, but he said the current moment was the optimal time to take it, so he had the servant boil it over a nearby brazier for her to drink.

Gu Mian breathed heavily, feeling everything lately had gone wrong—her work and life both blocked.

After reaching the platform, the presiding Elder recited the names of ten disciples in order, including Cai Shisih. Including Yintian, there were eleven; the other four had already become disciples of Elders and were now inner sect members.

Leaving aside dwellings and such, just consider flying vessels: everyone knows the larger the target in the sky, the greater the chance of being attacked.

After steaming until the rose petals lost their moisture, they were removed and laid out in the sun to dry; days later, they were ground into powder inside a container—this was all taught to her by Madam Fang when making pastries.

What shocked Lin Yu was that the Old Eccentric had entered Si Guo Cliff by climbing down from the summit, so the cultivation methods in the first through fifth caves suffered. He even reversed the cave order, mistaking the ancestral caves for those left by later generations—resulting in the absurd outcome that left Lin Yu both amused and exasperated.

When returning to the hotel, most of the tour group had already come back. They gathered in the lobby downstairs, chatting about their afternoon experiences. Many had participated in jade stone gambling, but none had been as lucky as Xi Yidi and his sister.

Ling Feng was speechless. Although Dongfang Bing’s business had broken from the Dongfang family, she still cared for them—otherwise she wouldn’t have handed the enterprise over to them.

Li Yunfei sketched out the folding fan, then explained the material composition to the lead craftsman. He had merely suggested ivory for the frame, but didn’t expect the mansion actually had some—and the fan surface was made of premium Xuan paper, specially treated and extremely durable.

“Zeng, am I really unworthy of you?” Li Yun snapped, furious after Zeng Hao had outright rejected her.

“Let me remind you—why are you following her?” Ling Feng pointed at Zhou Ling.

After this incident, the guards’ moods were obvious. Without wasting words, they shouted and lunged at Gotō Kaji, who was equally stunned.

“Shh!” Li Yunfei saw Changsun Qian’er and the others enter, fearing they’d disturb Meng Lian’s sleep. He softly shushed them, guided them out quietly, then tiptoed away himself—after all, disturbing someone’s rest was no good deed.

Yet many friends ask: why does Immortal Path Wild Dragon seem to have such low popularity, with so few supporters?