Chapter 141: Fengdu Yellow Springs

Beneath the shrouding dark clouds, countless ghostly figures busied themselves above the ruins.

These yin souls took various forms; some were ethereal and drifting, like wisps of illusory green smoke floating lazily in midair; others faintly revealed the outlines of their former lives, whether male or female, old or young.

Ten thousand souls danced wildly—a scene that should have been eerie and terrifying—yet these yin souls wore no twisted expressions, nor did they carry much resentment; instead, each was happily busy, even somewhat excited.

Everyone was guessing who this person was who, disregarding the consequences, had dumped a huge amount of LVMH Group stock; what was his motive? What was his goal?

Their gazes met; Zhang Weixin could see a clear purity in the eyes of the law cultivator. This was entirely a senior's earnest instruction to a junior, unrelated to any life-or-death grudges.

Shortly after, Hatsune joined in the singing. Her voice was utterly different from Manji's, yet equally pleasant to hear.

"What! There's such a thing? Then why did the school still stop us from coming here to train? Isn't this just sending us to our deaths!" Lu Chen frowned; he certainly wasn't complaining for himself, but because the school had sent them here to train without telling them these things.

Once, to snatch a toy, he bit a guy three years older than him so badly that the guy now pees his pants whenever he sees him.

Regent Zaifeng had barely managed to purge the Han bureaucrats from the upper echelons of the imperial court; how could he possibly throw away all that progress over a few words from the constitutionalists? Thus, the Qing court flatly rejected the demands of the local constitutionalists.

"Shang-er, cultivators are merely driven by heart demons; for a moment they forget their true selves. With proper guidance, they will awaken again, upholding the Dao heart..." In his drowsy state, it seemed as though an old man, or perhaps his master, or even his nainai, was gazing at him with that familiar look, calling softly in his ear.

Spirit cultivators have no demonic tribulation; the Void Spirit Generals are those who have condensed a 'Void Spirit Seat', so their cultivation realm is the Fifth Tribulation. Yet, because they possess the 'Void Spirit Seat', a Void Spirit General is no weaker than, and only stronger than, a Sixth Tribulation cultivator.

"I actually think it might be the director's fault..." Shen Lie's heart, which had just been hanging in suspense, relaxed a bit, and she quickly joined the discussion about the plot.

When they walked out of the bar, the sky was already pitch black. This time, he had talked with Gao Hong for a long while, covering many things, some secret rumors even difficult to find anywhere in the world.

Then, seeing Xia Chen Yu's disappointed expression, she seemed to realize her tone had been a bit harsh. Thinking that today was Xia Chen Yu's birthday and that he had at least put real effort into preparing for her own birthday, she felt, for some reason, a bit guilty.

In their conversation, Lu Yongqing acted very much like a curious baby, somewhat at odds with her mature and seductive style, revealing a unique charm and allure.

After hearing the two's ridiculous, long-distance roars, several men in black exchanged strange glances.

Xu Minghao went around from the side to stand in front of her, then lit the cigarette in his hand and turned back to walk toward her.

"By the way, darling, my father wants to see you again now. Come with me to see my father right away!" Liu Yiyuan said directly, looking at Bing Mo.

Before Li Yao arrived, she had thought that Luo Hongyan was a man who lived off women, with so many people in his family to support; even if he became a county magistrate, his annual salary was only a few dozen taels, how could that possibly support such a large household? She had thought that the Luo family mansion probably wasn't much either.

Although Lin Chu wore a smile on his face, he had already cursed his cousin, who forgot righteousness for beauty, thoroughly in his heart. When the situation was unclear, the cousin had begged him to stay and bolster his courage; now, seeing the situation looking entirely favorable, he had kicked him aside with a single kick.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Ye Tian is no ordinary person; he is a swordsman. The power he wields with the sword in his hand is far greater than the sword itself." Lu Shaoli stared intently at the two figures on the ruins, explaining with a somewhat grim expression.

With the disappearance of the Taiji totem, a crimson-red bead emitted a dazzling light in midair. Immediately after, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, like a blazing furnace.

Su Muyao was not standing up for Su Lu; Su Lu's current state was, in a way, her own doing. However, she had once again seen through Su Hui; the man who had raised her for fifteen years probably held no affection for her at all.

"This matter cannot be rushed; it must be done slowly. You must also prepare for the worst." Su Muyao spoke to comfort him.

The emperor's grace is vast! Emperor Shen is so eager that he wants people to misunderstand; he hopes to treat the disciples of the three great sects like plague gods and get them sent away as quickly as possible.

The United States is a country with high welfare and high consumption; the government levies quite severe taxes on all industries to maintain the social welfare system, thereby demonstrating the superiority of capitalist society to the outside world.

"I am already very old; if I re-cultivate the technique now, I have no chance to break through to Golden Core." Hua Nu spoke unconsciously; it was less a statement to Mingxin and more a persuasion of herself.

As the environment gradually stabilized and the aristocratic children's consciousness of being superior awakened, becoming a vassal became the path they were least willing to face. It was precisely this awakening of consciousness that gradually gave birth to and gathered the power faction in the rear. Generally speaking, those who became vassals were the most unsuccessful members of the family or those who had failed in power struggles.

"Since that's the case, then let's live together!" Chen Lou had no mind to deal with them now; the focus was on the future.

Junzi Lin saw her action and suddenly had a bad premonition, but thinking of his oath, he held his breath and did as Li Dai had said.

At the very first sight of Bai Zisu, Ling Mansha knew that the person before her, like herself, was a Chosen One.

Han Jiaxuan, who had just been holding his phone and about to walk out of the restroom, sneezed twice loudly in succession, then rubbed his nose and cursed under his breath.

"Since you have nothing to do, I'll leave first." Saying this, Liu Feng turned to depart. The moment Liu Feng turned to leave, he felt a chill suddenly surge from behind him. Liu Feng thought to himself, Is he going to make a move? Then it can't be blamed on me.

Sigh, today's PE class was exhausting, so I'll post one chapter tonight and one tomorrow morning; everyone can also wait until tomorrow to read. That way, reading two chapters at once is better.

"Liu Feng, why did you stop just now? If you had persisted a little longer, I could have escaped to safety." Only now did the evil demon remember that the energy of the square glass case confining him had not been completely drained and could still hold him, so he hurriedly said.

This my lord still seemed to be trying to flee, but in an instant he turned his head and saw those tyrant bandits knocked onto their backs, their bottoms facing upward, beaten by this person.