Chapter 102: The Amazing Boyfriend

"This... what exactly is going on? What exactly is going on?"

Ruan Hongzhuang watched the paper napkin spinning at Shen Siyuan's fingertips, feeling her worldview shaken.

The spinning handkerchief in Erzhuan requires a heavier cloth to spin properly, yet this disposable napkin is so light that, theoretically, it should be impossible to spin at all.

"I told you, I am a magician."

Shen Siyuan roughly pulled her palm over.

This drew her here; under normal circumstances, she only looked around near the inn, rarely venturing more than ten li from her lodging.

He seemed to have many words he wanted to say, many questions to ask, yet all of them stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken.

Because the temperature inside the cave was too high, he and the horse lay on the grass outside; with many insects in the forest, he gathered some mint and other herbs to place beside them, scaring the insects away, so they slept soundly.

Those present who could attend the auction were no fools, and many were well-traveled and experienced. Once they clearly saw this demon core, each began calculating its value in their minds and whether they could obtain it.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself. You don't owe me that cheaply." Chu Chen naturally would not fall for it.

"Very well, let it be so, but I must remind you, without your help, he likely cannot manage this defensive formation at all," the sloppy Immortal Emperor said with a smile.

He was not Chu Chen's match now; once outside, he, a man with no power or influence, would be at Chu Chen's mercy.

In the high heat, the first batch of pottery fired with paper fuel turned out successful; immediately, the second and third batches came fresh from the kiln. Yun Qi, besides telling them how to do it, usually went up the mountain to find salt when free. The females knew what Yun Qi was looking for, so they calmly attended to their own tasks.

The bowline knot protected Jiang Li; her weight was light, and Ying Buo and Qi Ye each wrapped vines around stones, pulling the other end, effortlessly bringing Jiang Li to the opposite side.

However, this route passes through some towns, where bandits and demon beasts are relatively fewer; calculating thus, it actually wastes not much time.

When Liang Niang's spear nearly reached Long Pingfan, Long Pingfan suddenly erupted, using the soul attack techniques of Body-Fixing Art and Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage to Immortals.

The more Jingnan Jinghe Tokens one obtained on the Jinghe battlefield, the more privileges one held in this space; for commoners like Xiong Ye and Yan Ji City, the only things they possessed here were the fixed rations of food and lodging distributed to them.

Calming his mind, he shook his head desperately, casting out those stray thoughts, and looking at the spirit lot in Tang Jie's hand, he drew one at random.

The gist was that other people's children had fathers paving the way, while their son had no one to pave the way at all.

As these two moved, the leather jacket near the waist was clearly pushed up, the shape somewhat resembling a gun handle.

An Bang, Wang Mang, and others all told their children that a most respected elder was buried here, and that they must remember: the incense at this grave must never be cut off.

"Use his life to prove my love"; this was the last sentence he heard, and it was only at the moment of his death that he understood love is guarded with life.

Looking at his own hands, his power had indeed increased, and this journey had indeed not been in vain; yet, his goal was nearly shattered.

At this moment, a beam of golden light bloomed above his head; surging chaotic energy churned, as if a peerless, terrifying great artifact was awakening within him, the golden light growing ever brighter.

Everywhere were broken limbs and white bones; except for those fortunate enough to escape, only a ground full of corpses remained.

He knew this master before him was untouchable; although the Emperor currently neglected her, her status was unmatched by anyone.

Whether coming with courtesy first then force, or arriving with peaceful intentions, it was all merely an excuse; Murong Chen's purpose was simply to understand certain matters and gain some help, after all, given the relationship between humans and other non-human races, this world looked bizarre no matter how one viewed it.