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Chapter 184: The Secret Transmission of the True Scripture

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Zhao Ti smiled faintly: "It's not some incredibly profound scripture—what's there not to know?"

Monk Lingde shook his head: "Master Zhao exaggerates. This scripture is a secret transmission; the world knows only the Mahaprajnaparamita Sastra, rarely the Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra."

"Secret transmission?" Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes.

"Precisely a secret transmission—long lost in the Central Plains. Master Zhao may have encountered it by chance in some ancient text, but if everyone knew it, wouldn't that be deceiving this old monk?"

"Why haven't Qianshan and Zhaoqian returned yet?" Liu Chunlai had no interest in how the new management systems were being implemented at each factory.

Chu Yue'an hurried to Chunjing Garden, first paying respects to the old lady. The old lady, for once, showed a shred of conscience, pulling Chu Yue'an over and asking if she'd been injured at Bai Ma Temple.

"Old bastard, are you alright?" the old ape asked anxiously. This fusion of Taiyang and Taiyin with the Jin Wu's Devouring Sun Technique was the Jin Wu's first time using it—in the Wild Wastes, he'd only ever fused Taiyang and Taiyin; he'd never been so reckless as today.

If I still let those old grudges spark war in the Three Seas, wouldn't I be disregarding the lives of countless innocent aquatic beings?

Until the tobacco in his pipe burned out, Liu Fuwang turned the pipe upside down and tapped the bowl against the edge of the Eight Immortals table before speaking in a low voice, still not looking at Liu Chunlai.

She had endured much fear and hardship in recent days; seeing her lover's face, she naturally burst into tears, pouring out her grievances—those tears made Qi Yuzhi's heart ache.

General Shen Hu had fought alongside the former emperor to build this empire; much of Yan's great land owed its stability to his merits. He would never allow his child to disgrace himself, let alone engage in the shame of competing for another's wife.

In response, Murong Yan blinked, as if everything were under control, then sighed helplessly.

Chu Yue'an didn't frown tightly; she ignored Chu Yuan and turned back to Tianhe Courtyard. Soon after, she went to the Wang Fu—so far, this matter had only involved Zhao Shi's words; she hadn't yet questioned the parties involved.

Lin Zheng Hao sought to seize the family headship from Lin Xiao; their two factions clashed openly and covertly. As Lin Zheng Hao's son, he naturally faced harassment from Lin Xiao's faction. Lu Li becoming Lin Yun's personal bodyguard meant ensuring Lin Yun's safety at all costs—surely this would anger many of Lin Xiao's allies.

"Player, congratulations on reaching the second trial!" The golden-armored general's shrill voice rang out again.

But now had Medusa seen through this 'shadow' plot? What a catastrophe that would be!

"I'll teach you another sacrifice technique—if I don't return, sacrifice yourselves to survive!" Sacrifice was the last thing Li Ping wanted. Ning Qing and Bu—either one might sacrifice themselves to save the other. Li Ping didn't want to lose either! But it was the only option left.

Tingyue was the last to enter the main hall; as she stepped inside, she slammed the palace gate shut behind her.

When they returned to shore, Gulushou still hadn't come back; Qin Fei immediately sprinted off in another direction.

Jing Ke was overjoyed. He hurried down the city wall and threw open the gates to welcome the Mo School disciples.

"Since the Inspector has stepped back, I'll step back too. Zhou Zheng and his ten thousand men need not go to Jia Shi Dynasty—but during this time, he must not be given any significant authority," Zhang Gao said.

"The collection of a Dou Sheng cultivator should be quite rich," he murmured, then glanced at the corpse's hands—only to find, to his surprise, nothing on any of the ten fingers.

The sky's dark cloud began to shatter, and now a vast passage appeared—deep, pitch-black, like a colossal corridor.

"The first slice goes to Uncle!" Xia Weiwei held the cake in both hands, her eyes brimming with deep gratitude.

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