Chapter 162: Troubles Along the Way

What does it feel like to walk on the ground?

Such a simple act is rarely noticed by anyone.

Yet whether Daoist or Buddhist, walking barefoot is regarded as a form of cultivation—renouncing worldly desires and severing attachments.

Others believe yin is the foundation of yang; without yin, yang cannot transform. The earth is a reservoir of yin energy, so regularly walking barefoot on the ground allows the earth's yin energy to rise through the Yongquan point into the body, thereby nourishing yin.

When Shen Si

Catherine and Elder Maya had already been waiting outside the base upon receiving the news; when the two saw Mu Si and the other, they instantly knew the other was unquestionably of the Maya clan—only someone of the Maya clan could evoke this sense of kinship between them.

"Boss, I'll go right away." The sycophant spoke and without hesitation rushed straight to the security office to greet them.

What do you want? Didn't you just leave Bushijia La'ezhen's room? Why are you calling me back so soon? Ba Ayang felt suspicious.

What's that look on your face? You haven't answered my question yet! Chu 'Yu' shook Ye Chen's arm and said.

The figure hurrying down the corridor was Xiao Yixuan; hearing Chu Yun say this, he knew Chu Yun must have something urgent to discuss with him and Aunt Hui, so he urged Chu Yun inside while instructing the maid to fetch a dry towel and fresh clothes.

In an instant, Mu Haitao felt his mouth go dry, his heart flooded with indescribable emotions—fear, excitement, tension, pride, relief—all surged forth like wild horses unrestrained.

Chi Qingfeng followed Cui Tan toward the inner chambers; strangely, Cui Tan did not lead him to the reception parlor but headed straight for the back courtyard, leaving Chi Qingfeng with a growing unease.

Among these immortals were many humans who had ascended from the mortal realm, but as spiritual energy in the mortal world gradually dwindled, fewer and fewer cultivators achieved ascension, turning the Immortal Realm into an isolated, self-contained existence.

Her cultivation level hadn't been detected by her father because she had taken a pill that concealed her cultivation. Unless a high-level expert deliberately probed, no one could sense any true qi within her.

"You're too kind—it was I who disturbed your household. You came here personally because you have urgent business with Chu Yun; I won't intrude further—I'll take my leave." Ouyang Fu did not know Madame Hui's true intent and decided to withdraw for now.

Alright then! Third year is third year! There's no child she can't handle! She even managed Yu Lan—what's so hard about a third-year student, right!?

In the moment she froze, Ling Xiao casually tossed his helmet aside and lunged toward her in one swift step.

Lin Yu was not acting on a whim; spirit herbs taking human form into spirit children were exceedingly rare treasures even in the Immortal Realm, often kept by immortals as attendants to tend herb gardens and assist in potion-making and elixir refining.

Long Zhantian thought of the Demon Sovereign and immediately recalled Ling Xiaoran—how could this Demon Sovereign resemble Ling Xiaoran so closely? Could Ling Xiaoran be the Demon Sovereign's reincarnation? He needed to investigate thoroughly.

If such a day ever came, he would only watch helplessly as she left, then vanish from her world, never letting her appear before him again—because he could not bear it.

Gunfire rang out; Xiao Ran rushed through the door and saw Gu Nanxi about to step out—the man was clutching his crotch, face pale.

Madam Murong still looked vigorous and unchanged; upon seeing Gu Jinning, she remained warm and affectionate, calling her "good grandchild" over and over.

The throwing dart was three inches long, entirely black, with three irregularly twisted blades.

She was not only obedient but especially attached to Su Chen. The marriage contract signed on the day she was born must still hold.