Chapter 530: It's Good I Didn't Have Contact With Them Back Then

Wu Eiwei has a melon-seed face and a high, delicate bridge of the nose; this is something that can be seen even while she is wearing a mask. Because although this is a pure metal mask, it fits her face shape perfectly and can be adjusted freely; every time she eats, she retracts the small lower section.

Therefore, everyone has even seen her mouth.

Other than that, they have never seen it again.

Even her eyes cannot be seen.

This time, after removing the mask, what was revealed was still a petite melon-seed face; just as she said, her features are very beautiful, especially her eyes, which are exceptionally good-looking. But they are not so good-looking that they must be hidden behind a mask.

"Buzz."

Haoran Zhengqi: /eating melon seeds

Qingcai Keke: You scared me to death.

Qingcai Keke: I was really afraid that the moment she took off her mask, suddenly, it would be censored.

Haoran Zhengqi: Only you would be capable of such a thing.

Nainai Zongshuo: What happened?

Nainai Zongshuo: What mask removal??

Nainai Zongshuo: Someone take a screenshot for me to enjoy first.

Wuming Renshi: Wait!

Qingcai Keke: Don't take one for her, let her hold it in.

Wuming Renshi: Okay!

Nainai Zongshuo: /fuck you

Zhong Miao Zhimen: However, Benefactor Wu is indeed beautiful.

Qingcai Keke: Hmm, only a little worse than my Qingqing.

Haoran Zhengqi: Your survival instinct is on point.

Wuming Renshi: Since she's so good-looking, why does she always have to wear a mask?

Huran Bilikuli: I am also puzzled.

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha, perhaps Benefactor Luo does not care about these matters of the physical shell.

Qingcai Keke: Have you guys noticed?

Qingcai Keke: The Nüxia seems to look a bit like Zhang Suannai.

Zhong Miao Zhimen: Looking closely, there is a bit of a resemblance.

Wuming Renshi: Where? I can't tell!

Huran Bilikuli: I can't tell.

Ba Kuai Fuji De Meinv: Maybe all beautiful women look alike.

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha, that is very likely.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan Le:...

Qingcai Keke: Their figures are also very similar; I felt that way several years ago. Same height, similar proportions, they look very similar from the back. If the Nüxia and Zhang Suannai were long-lost twins, wouldn't that be very interesting?

Haoran Zhengqi: That would be too melodramatic.

Ba Kuai Fuji De Meinv: Go get a blood test! Get a blood test!

Huran Bilikuli: Hahahaha...

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan Le: Shut up.

Nainai Zongshuo: What looks like me?

Nainai Zongshuo: What twins?

Qingdeng Gufu: /subway old man face

Qingdeng Gufu: Have you still not found the internet?

Nainai Zongshuo: Who told you guys to film such large videos? This stupid dog, hey hey hey, filming a group owner, ten minutes, fucking 7.6g.

Nainai Zongshuo: Fuck this shit.

Haoran Zhengqi: Full of foul language /pout

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha, these videos are meant to be preserved for hundreds of years, so naturally, they must be in the highest resolution.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan Le: Trash Sword Sect.

Nainai Zongshuo: Stupid dog Royal Court.

Jiu Jiao Luo Huaian Suan Le: Clown.

Nainai Zongshuo: Loser.

Nainai Zongshuo: Hahaha, this stupid dog group owner, and it's all yours, you're killing me.

Qingcai Keke: /complex expression

Qingdeng Gufu: Amitabha, since everyone has already completed a perfect closed loop, let's stop here for tonight. To have this night on the eve of the great battle, even if there is no future in this expedition, this poor monk feels it is worth it.

A cold wind blew past, as if bringing snowflakes.

Standing on the edge of the White Tower, Tongdeng Bodhisattva could not help but reach out his hand to catch this snowflake, as small as a grain of rice, and examine it closely—a perfect six-petaled shape, crystal clear as if it were the most perfect work of art in the world, making one sigh at the exquisite design of nature.

In a daze, Dharma Master Tongdeng thought again of that vegetarian meat from a few days ago.

The taste of the meat was truly delicious.

And it further confirmed the power of restraint.

With his wishes fulfilled, plus the joy of this night, and having this group of friends by his side, he really felt that even if he were to die in battle in a foreign land, he could face it with a smile.

"Hiss..."

Is it because of the snow, why do I feel cold?

"Buzz..."

The Mobile Phone began to vibrate frantically.

Haoran Zhengqi: /smile

Qingcai Keke: /smile

Nameless Person: /smile

Suddenly Closed Mouth Standing: /smile

Just Call Me Luo Huaian: /smile

Beauty With Eight-Pack Abs: /smile

Jiang Lai: /smile

Haoran Zhengqi: @Gate of All Wonders @Green Lamp Ancient Buddha

Qingcai Keke: It's your turn.

"Amitabha..."

Dharma Master Tongdeng recited a Buddhist name in his heart and pressed his palms together.

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: Fellow donors, don't waste your efforts. Xuanzhen and I each hold footage of the other after their promotion. We agreed not to reveal it to others, and there is no need to do such a thing. Everyone, get some rest early.

Gate of All Wonders: That is not correct.

Gate of All Wonders: Senior brother, it is the final night, after all.

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha:? Junior brother, what do you mean...

Gate of All Wonders: I am not a disciple of the Buddhist Sect. Although we also value keeping our word and honoring promises, it hasn't reached the point of being a serious violation of precepts.

Gate of All Wonders: 【Video】

Gate of All Wonders: Everyone, enjoy.

"Amitabha..."

Dharma Master Tongdeng's figure froze in place.

Beneath the White Tower, two monks walked side by side. Suddenly sensing something, they looked up at the White Tower, only to see Tongdeng Bodhisattva standing tall and straight, gazing into the distance. No one knew what this young Tongdeng Bodhisattva was thinking; he was unfathomable.

Such a young Tongdeng Bodhisattva, just like the Calamity-Responding Bodhisattva, born to respond to a calamity—perhaps he, too, carried something heavy?

"Amitabha..."

The two monks could not help but bow to Tongdeng Bodhisattva.

Tongdeng Bodhisattva also returned the bow with indifference.

At Yuan'an Temple, the palace was brightly lit.

"Is that all for tonight?"

Little Master Xuanzhen looked at the Mobile Phone, the smile on his face refusing to fade, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"Impossible."

He clicked on the video to watch it again.

Even though Tongdeng was confused after his promotion, his expression still maintained the indifference of a member of the Buddhist Sect; he had simply become more honest, unable to wait to tell him the desire hidden deep in his heart.

"Junior Brother Xuanzhen, I really want to eat meat."

"Senior brother, you have already said that to the Wish-Granting Divine Dragon once."

"That is different."

Dharma Master Tongdeng shook his head very calmly, seemingly maintaining a high level of rationality: "Can you find an opportunity to get some meat dishes made by Qingcai Caike, or get some meat from somewhere else, and secretly give it to me to taste before we set out for the foreign lands..."

"Senior brother, the Buddhist Sect has precepts."

"To hell with the precepts..."

"Senior brother, you..."

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat; if I don't have meat, I'm going to die."

"..."

In the video, Tongdeng did not know what he had remembered; he began to swallow his saliva continuously, his expression lost its rationality, and he looked at the camera with an extremely pitiful gaze.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Little Master Xuanzhen could not help but shake his head.

"Buzz."

Qingcai Keke: Truly pitiful.

Nameless Person: It's a good thing the wish was finally fulfilled.

Just Call Me Luo Huaian: So, could it be that it was real meat that night?

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: Donor Luo, do not disturb my Zen heart.

Qingcai Keke: I see the group owner's wish is also about to be fulfilled. The Nüxia could completely use that video as a threat to make the group owner follow her every word, otherwise she'll publish this video online and send it to Lan Ya, ruining the group owner's reputation.

Haoran Zhengqi: Let us not mention the past again.

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: Amitabha.

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: Since Junior Brother Xuanzhen broke the promise first, this poor monk shall grant his wish.

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: 【Video】

Grandma Always Says: I'm still watching Jiang Lai's ass, damn it.

Chen Shu was still sitting on the roof of Yuling Hall, playing with his Mobile Phone while watching the stars and the moon.

The moment he clicked on Dharma Master Tongdeng's video, it gave one a refreshing feeling; the filming equipment was particularly professional, the filming techniques were also very professional, and the composition, lighting, and everything else were impeccable. Chen Shu even suspected that he had done post-production to create a cinematic quality.

In short, one could tell at a glance that it wasn't something shot casually.

This is actually normal; the entire Xinzheng Temple takes photography as an elective, and Liu Ming Buddhist Academy has a mandatory photography course—it is a basic skill.

In the video, Little Master Xuanzhen is tearfully complaining about not being able to find a girlfriend.

Compared to the wishes he made in the Divine Dragon Hall before, this one is undoubtedly much more miserable; he is truly half-crying and half-complaining, grumbling about his inability to get into a relationship while recounting his romantic experiences over this period—being deceived, being rejected, encountering weirdos—in short, it is even more spectacular than the scripts written by bloggers on short video platforms.

"Buzz."

Grandma always says: I saw that silly dog Weiwei, and he has the nerve to call this good-looking? And how the hell does this look like me? Does it even have one-tenth of me?

Grandma always says: What an ugly ghost.

Chen Shu revealed a smile.

……

In the northern desert, on the fallen Floating Island.

Kong Tiao sat cross-legged in silence.

Because the Floating Island is very large, after it was captured by Yiguo and used as an aerial mobile military base, there are still Heavenly Humans living on it; this island is like a true large island at sea, where military and civilians coexist.

There used to be many High-Tier Heavenly Humans here, but now only he remains.

He is about to head to a foreign Plane……

Kong Tiao could not help but recall those predecessors.

Heavenly Humans have indifferent emotions, and he did not have very deep feelings for those predecessors, but he still respected their knowledge.

However, he did not have many feelings about them stepping into a foreign Plane to preserve this Plane, because if it were him, he would do the same—Heavenly Humans are the group closest to the Plane Will, the natural darlings of the Plane Will, who like to touch upon the rules of the Plane and do not fear death.

For some reason, he thought again of that group of young people he saw at the banquet last week.

They are the hope of this Plane, right?

Hopefully, he and they can win this Battlefield, not let down the preparations of so many people, and not let down the efforts made by so many predecessors.

The appearance of that group of people from the banquet last week appeared in Kong Tiao's mind again, and thinking of the strange atmosphere between them, and thinking of the two other women who possessed the Heavenly Human Bloodline but in no way looked like Heavenly Humans, he could not help but frown again.

What exactly is the reason that created all of this?

Perhaps he should try to understand them a little more.

Even if not for other reasons, just for the sake of that upcoming war, he should understand more about this group of main forces on the Battlefield, the hope of the Plane.

Kong Tiao pondered for a few seconds and took out his Mobile Phone.

He inserted the Crystal Card once more and opened that software.

Is it this lively? The messages are endless.

Kong Tiao watched on with patience.

"?"

Kong Tiao's brows gradually furrowed, his eyes gradually narrowed, and his face gradually moved away from the Mobile Phone.

"This……"

What are all these things? Are all Wise Humans like this?

They are about to march to a foreign Plane, what are these people doing?

Is it that their strength increased too quickly, and their psychology became twisted?

Am I…… going to fight side by side with this group of people?

Time passed bit by bit……

Kong Tiao put down the Mobile Phone, silently took out the Crystal Card, reached out and pinched it, crushing it into powder, and scattered it with the wind, drifting in pieces toward an unknown place.

This was his last time entering this group.

It really was right not to have contact with them back then.

Immediately, Kong Tiao had new worries—

Can these people really be relied upon?