Chapter 548

The jade scroll of the Eight-Nine Mystery Art opened, and its contents surged forth directly, with no traps or prohibitions whatsoever.

It was open and unobstructed, fully laid bare before Xiao Yu.

Yet the first information Xiao Yu received was not the specific cultivation method of the Eight-Nine Mystery Art, but a "note": "All Daoist arts in the world are bound by fate; minor techniques require at least forty years before being passed to one person; from technique to law, at least four hundred years for one disciple; from law to Dao, at least four thousand years for one recipient."

Tang Shi bore unimaginable pressure from the opportunistic harassment of Tang's distant relatives and the watchful eyes of Tang Corporation's executives.

"At least ten million!" Director Chu gritted his teeth and spat out the figure. It couldn't be cut further—otherwise, filming a pile of trash was worse than not filming at all.

After liberation, military district officials came to take over the troupe as their artistic performance stage; he didn't think twice and transferred it over.

Besides the fish from Heixiazi Village, there were some other mountain goods, mainly dried mushrooms; everything else remained on a small scale. There were also small quantities of chicken, duck, goose, and pork. After all, every household slaughtered pigs; those with fewer family members couldn't eat it all, so they typically consumed half and sold half, or sold just a portion.

It caused panic throughout the corporation, brought business operations to a complete halt, and damaged its very foundation.

It made sense: people are selfish—can one truly treat one's own things the same as others'?

Normally, two hundred thousand wasn't insignificant and could have helped the cooperative's development; but at this critical moment, it solved nothing substantial.

I was very glad—I had finally unraveled the mystery of the water bowl's manifestation—but new questions followed. According to my earlier deduction, Aunt Yang's condition stemmed from the dead cat, so why did the water bowl point to her husband as the root cause?

Lu Yu's approach was merely a test, since these demigods also seemed to resemble… wandering knights.

In this region alone, a single city housed over four hundred individuals—this strength was truly astonishing.

He had assumed the Prince of the South had cut off outside communication and imprisoned them in the inn, having already killed Prince Hui and his two companions.

"Please don't ask such personal and private questions… unless it's a necessary step…" Her voice carried a hint of tears.

Naming her was the master's exclusive right—a ritual with psychological weight; once a slave received her name, she was bound to serve her master for life.

He noticed many cultivators moving about in the city, mostly Qi Refining cultivators; yet as cultivators, they rarely revealed their identities before ordinary people.

Normally it wouldn't matter, but now someone was in a foul mood—seeing it might lead to nothing but mockery.

Just like this ginseng soup—the lady didn't know she'd react so strongly until she drank it.

"Am I just bad-tempered? I'm just being myself," Su Ning wiped her nose and lowered her head, aware she was in the wrong.

Below, the tall building snapped clean at its base under the terrifying torrent of gravity, then was shoved into the black cavity above.

Mo Jingyue had always assumed Emperor Jing protected Mo Xuanchen and that the spies he sent were all killed by Emperor Jing; only when Mo Xuanchen suddenly "recovered" and appeared in public half a year ago did he realize those spies had all been slain by Mo Xuanchen himself.

"When facing competitors, you must do your homework. Success always favors the prepared." Lu Zhan slipped into motivational mode.

I felt miserable, but this was the Lin household—wailing and crying, threatening death in someone else's home, wasn't my style.

Time passed second by second; those in the air raid shelter began to suffer from hunger and thirst. Though there was some food inside, there was no water. The food was raw, and no one could eat it directly.