Chapter 54: Refining Relies on Wild Ideas!
Mari
Watching the inconceivable scene before her, the Sanqing Fairy was so startled that she forgot to swallow the piece of tofu in her throat. A moment later, she could not…
My Junior Sister, Feng Ao Tian, Keeps Saying I’m An Evil Cultivator!
Chapter 53: Rogue Cultivator Lin Shu! Reporting In!
Before long, even the newly added meatballs in the hotpot weren’t cooked yet, but Lin Shu and Chang Jiujiu had already finished discussing the details of the advertising slogans and…
Chapter 52: Stop the Rat Race, Starting with You!
“That move just now wasn’t clever enough, and certainly not subtle enough!” Outside the carriage, the coachman chewed on a blade of grass, commenting nonchalantly. “You didn’t restrain your spiritual…
Chapter 51: Isn’t This All Profit?
Fog City, meeting hall of the Tianque Sect’s main shop. Lin Shu sat in the main seat with a commanding air, while Lu Zhiyun sat beside him. She kept her…
Chapter 50: Senior Sister, Oh, Senior Sister!
Years later, in the records of Qingluan Peak of the Tianque Sect, someone once commented: “If Eldest Senior Brother Lin Shu of Qingluan Peak is the highest mountain in the…
Chapter 49: Becoming the “Defeat Master Brother” Immortal
Seeing that Lu Zhiyun was still confused, the Sanqing Fairy produced a small wooden board from somewhere and began tapping it to emphasize the key points. “Little Lu, let me…
Chapter 48: The True Level of an Evil Cultivator
It was still a beautiful day… actually, no! They were currently on a Spirit Boat. Agarwood smoke diffused through the room, and a faint, soothing fragrance drifted around, making the…
Chapter 47: I Have Forgiven My Senior Brother!
“A hole has been smashed into the base of Elder Shannan’s Nanyun Peak. A total of 20 mu of spirit fields were destroyed, and over 40% of the spirit plants…
Chapter 46: Maybe It’s Because of the Extra Parts
In the Tianque Sect Forbidden Ground, clouds and mist swirled through the night. Low growls of wild beasts occasionally echoed through the mountain forests, only to turn into whimpering whimpers…
Chapter 45: Ghost Stories and the Truth Often Diverge
Lin Shu looked at the **** floating before his eyes, pondering the options displayed on it. ‘I can understand choice one; I’d probably miss out on some key plot points…’…