Chapter 118: Love Lies in Home

In the roaring curtain of rain, Sun Sanlu rode his tricycle, accompanied by creaking sounds, slowly arriving beneath the bridge.

He was drenched from head to toe, his sparse white hair plastered to his forehead, rain rolling down his gaunt cheeks, looking utterly disheveled.

He wiped his face with his damp neck towel, as if only then noticing the scene beneath the bridge pier.

He sat astride the tricycle, one hand holding the towel, the other on the brake, gazing with slight surprise.

He leaned down, watching the vast earth where all beings struggled in misery, and a helpless sorrow surged within him—when heaven seeks to destroy the world, who can stand against it?

Many of the humanoid creatures wore battle armor; soon they carried away all the shattered bones and remains scattered on the ground.

By now, the Great Kun Kingdom must already have prepared five thousand Kun slaves and be transporting them this way.

Because it is unique, captivating, and causes other creatures to feel discomfort and fear.

But equipping it to the military is merely a matter of time—Chen Ziming is no saint; such a thing must be controlled by his own nation, so the army’s strength can stand atop the world.

A saleswoman named Li Qiao gently explained, earning nods from the customers; she detailed the CD player’s features and operation, and the price of 3,000 Hong Kong dollars was indeed not high, especially since the store had just opened and needed to gauge customer tolerance.

Jia Huan saw him agree, completely ignoring Cao Yue’e’s contemptuous gaze, his face breaking into a broad smile.

Lu Weike pulled out the watch given to him by Yisifa; all rules he must follow and privileges he enjoyed appeared before his eyes as laser projections.

“You… you shouldn’t have killed them. Especially Eunuch Feng—he was close to the Emperor.” Luo Teng looked deeply regretful.

Yet despite this, the honeycomb coal and coal stove—two new heating innovations—remained in high demand. The two workshops implemented a two-shift rotation, but even with workers putting in overtime, they could not meet the sudden surge in market demand.

Especially in the path of space-time Dao, he had gone further and further, even forging his own way, carving out his own Dao.

He followed the mainstream cultivation path, and the later he progressed, the more time it consumed. Moreover, his nature was never that of a cultivation fanatic.

On the way back, turning over in his mind the events of these past days, he suddenly realized how much he had overestimated himself.

Ru Chu… though their current interactions were sweet, they still could not match the effortless ease of when both were once pure and innocent.

A few sentences had already summarized the relationships between Song Zong and Tao Shiru, and between Tao Shiru and Tian Xingguo.

Ling Yefeng’s three souls and seven spirits were missing only one soul and one spirit—both held in my hands—so how did they split apart?

A simple phrase, a single embrace, instantly dissolved the gloom in Yu Xiubai’s heart.

This was all out of desperation; Xiao Chen still carried Mo Yunlu on his back—he didn’t know how hard Yu Lu’s slap had been, yet even so, the sea clan expert behind him was drawing closer; some of them had cultivation levels several layers higher than Xiao Chen’s, and with the rain’s added advantage, they moved as if swimming in water.

Ever since Sun Hu received orders from Han Zhenhan by the Yellow River to become battalion commander, his transformation had already begun unfolding step by step, until that time during the civilian uprising when he led a thousand-man force alone. By then, Sun Hu had truly earned the title of general.

Only strategists like Xia Tian and Xia Lin would lead troops in person; now even Xia Tian was personally accompanying a battalion, clearly this campaign was no ordinary affair.

He stored the Qingyu Boat and entered the rainforest on the ground; the flora and fauna here differed considerably from those in the other cultivation realms.

Sometimes reality is simply this frustrating—sometimes even when you know hardship awaits ahead, the choices offered to you are still few.