Chapter 304: Conquering the Ethnic Chinese Readers

Over the next few days, new books on the Primordial theme began to appear on various novel websites across the industry.

The titles were all sorts of things.

For example: "Crossing into the Primordial," "From Lesser Witch to Greater Witch," "Primordial Demon King," "Primordial Great Sage," and so on.

Believe it or not, once these works were released, they really did attract the attention of quite a few readers.

For a time, the Primordial theme became a hot topic.

Or rather, it became a trend.

There is

"I'm not like you men, who like watching this kind of movie!" She had always felt that this type of film was only something men would enjoy; she didn't like them. When she watched *Lust, Caution*, she specifically chose the edited version. As for the unedited version, she would only feel embarrassed watching it.

The quartermaster finally understood why Cao Sheng had specifically arranged to bring dozens of sets of old military equipment; compared to what the Tang army was currently using, these things were basically trash.

In the backyard of the Brocade Glow Palace, Leng Xianning stood quietly under the pear tree. The pear blossoms were no longer blooming; ever since Imperial Consort Yan died, this pear tree had never bloomed again, as if it sensed the departure of its owner and knew that even if it bloomed, there would be no one left to admire it.

It was as if an electric current had flashed through her entire body; the intense impact made An Youran tremble uncontrollably, yet she gritted her teeth, not daring to move even a fraction of an inch.

However, the poison Princess Linglong was afflicted with, the symptoms after being poisoned, and even those faint red dots behind her ears were exactly the same as the Red Butterfly poison of this senior brother she had once seen.

"This concubine thanks Your Majesty for your grace. I will certainly keep Your Majesty's words in my heart, and from now on... I will never let Your Majesty down." With clever words and a soft, charming smile, though it was unintentional, Ming Shiyun firmly took to heart what she had gained today.

Su Xia understood very clearly at the time that the reason Luo Feng, as an Imperial Prince, had gone to the border to take risks was, aside from being framed by other Imperial Princes, more likely because he wanted to take the opportunity to win the hearts of the soldiers.

"Li Ming, has anyone ever told you that every word you say is nauseating?" Zhou Xuan said coldly, his eyes lowered and his hands tightly clenched into fists.

But since the Japanese had already self-severed their cultivation, how could a strand of Supreme God consciousness still remain? Xu Xian flew to Fang Cheng in extreme grief, staring at Fang Cheng’s scorched face and closed eyes, suffering in the void without saying a word.

He would do such a thing, and would ultimately come to such a decision, must have been something he had already thought through carefully. Even if his heart might have been bleeding while doing it, he would never regret it.

"Why?" Huo Ting seemed not to understand what she was saying at all, looking into her eyes and asking his own question.

Ye Zihan suddenly realized the truth upon hearing this, finally understanding why Gong Shaoqing had asked her to keep Ye Lu.

Among them were that Cong Li Immortal and Flower Shy Fairy who had intercepted Shi Wanting yesterday, and there were also two unfamiliar Immortal Realm martial artists; judging by their aura, they were only at the True Immortal realm.

"You look quite busy, so shall we chat another day when you have time?" Seeing that Wu Xi was working, Wang Nanbei found it difficult to continue disturbing her, so he proposed to leave first.

Ye Lin frowned; these black mists did not cause him any influence, because as soon as the black mist entered his body, it was automatically expelled.

"What's there to be surprised about? I run into them often, and we even eat breakfast together," Zhang Ming replied.

They wanted to enter the Heavenly Abyss to see the Divine Stone, as it was rumored to record the Immortal Path, from which one could achieve the fruit of longevity.

Looking at the mass of plague-curse insects in front of him that was larger than a wooden crate, Ye Lin could not make heads or tails of it.

Little did he know that Sima Xuan's original sleepiness had vanished the moment he held her soft hand? Was it also an instinctive reaction?

After staying there for a while, with a heavy heart, Ye Lin went to the Inheritance Wall to regulate his breathing and cultivate.

"Who are you?" Zhou Zekai feigned ignorance of the other party's identity, though in reality, he could tell who the person was from the name tag on their body.