Sect Master Pao knew that no one could save him this time. Before he closed his eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. His grandmother who doted on him when he was young, his parents who shed tears when they parted with him, his lofty aspirations when he was young, his high spirits when he became the sect master of Shenji School, and his not-so-smart and unreliable disciple… ...
Jiu Hui looked at the person who had arrived, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. “Sister Luo Kui, and…” She turned her gaze to Yuan Wo behind Luo Kui. As soon as he made eye contact with Jiu Hui, he subconsciously covered the money pouch at his waist. “Don’t look at me. I already paid you back the ten thousand spirit stones I owed you a few months ago!” ...
Zhi You’s oath made those who had been suspicious of him drop all their guard. A man’s oath was not to be taken seriously, except when he swear before the Heavenly Dao. ...
As soon as Grandpa Long opened the courtyard door, he saw Zhi You carrying Jiu Hui, who had not been home for the day, walking towards the village. He was stunned for a moment, then silently and gently closed the courtyard door. He always felt that it was inappropriate for the two children to discover him at this time, as he would be getting in their way and being a nuisance. ...
The Fuguang Palace was spacious and empty. Even with the people from the Ten Great Sects standing in the hall, it still seemed desolate. This was Qiu Hua’s first time stepping into Fuguang Palace. Looking around, she saw dense layers of various formations. Stiff and lifeless puppets stared blankly, their eyes devoid of emotion, watching each and every person who entered. ...
Luohe, who had been kicked behind Zhi You by Jiu Hui, quickly curled up into a ball and hid behind Zhi You without moving. His lackeys, seeing this, also pretended not to exist as they silently shuffled behind Luohe. ...
The puppets inside the hall surged forward, while the puppets outside turned their heads in unison to look in the direction of the doors. As the cold wind picked up, Fuguang ignored the puppets behind him and slowly reached out to caress the patterns on the doors. Click, click, click. ...
“The trees in the forest will continue to grow. If these withered and rotten old trees are not cut down, the saplings below will not be able to grow.” Uncle Wu chopped down the dead old tree and pointed to a tree next to it that had been struck by lightning but had already sprouted new buds. “This tree survived after being struck by lightning. If you are interested, you can take some branches back to make magic weapons.” ...
“It is an honor to be invited by the Immortal Venerable.” Jiu Hui bowed her hands in salute. “Please, Immortal Venerable and fellow Daoists, follow me.” The City Lord and the captain of the guards hesitated about whether to follow along. They were afraid that the immortals would think they were not respectful enough, but they were also afraid that the immortals would find them to be a nuisance. ...
“In the future, if you don’t have any concrete evidence, don’t ask us to calculate anything. The young master of the yaos is still in yao territory and hasn’t appeared in the human world! Your Jiutian Sect wasted decades of my cultivation with a simple sentence. If you want to calculate such a vague matter in the future, do it yourself and don’t come looking for us!” The jade slip transmitted Elder Hei’s mercilessly angry words, and the other Elders looked embarrassed, secretly observing Bu Ting’s expression. ...