Chapter 1136: Ancestral Temple of the Soybean Dynasty

Lu Yang and the Immortal Fairy returned to the Buddhist realm simultaneously.

"Huh? Where is this?"

Lu Yang found himself inside a dilapidated temple, sitting cross-legged upon a lotus pedestal with his fingers pinched into an elegant mudra, looking just like a Buddhist statue.

From outside came the rhythmic, pit-a-pat patter of falling rain.

"Ah, the Young Sect Master is awake!" Jin Caiwei, who had been guarding Lu Yang's side, noticed he had finally come around and stepped out to call the other women back.

Lu Yang’s mind was a bit dazed; he

Yet Xiao Qing remained very, very, very far from that goal; currently completely devoid of any clues, the only thing he could do was follow his own reasoning, using his lightning-attributed battle qi to nurture his cells and lay the groundwork.

In a sudden burst of excitement, Yun Tiange threw herself into Yun Yan's embrace, her face blossoming into a radiant smile.

He had conspired with Zhou Zhongyi to cause Father Zhou's death, engineered Zhou Xun's disappearance, and committed so many other atrocities, taking so many lives—he was long overdue for the grave.

The car hurtled along the road, and Qi Yang rushed stormily into the courtyard house, followed closely by Mo Chen, whose hands were laden with heavy packages.

Mother Zhou smiled again, taking Zhou Xun’s hand and placing it into mine, lacing our fingers together as she said, "Live well together from now on, and as for me, I shall content myself with enjoying my grandchildren."

"Hush, keep your voice down! Aren't you afraid he'll find out and kill you right then and there?" another voice whispered, laced with a touch of raspiness.

This stone monument was vastly larger than the one back on the training grounds; come to think of it, was this monument actually man-made, or was it a creation of nature?

The one applauding was none other than Instructor Ruo Lin, who at some unknown point had already stowed her whip away, smiling faintly even as she clapped.

"This is the Chief Executive Officer of Baichuan Media, Mr. Gu Chengze." Ye Yan looked toward the man standing beside Zhou Ran and introduced him to the two.

The interior was rich and teeming with spiritual energy, its pleasant landscape of mountains and rivers bringing peace of mind to anyone dwelling within. In all her years of wandering abroad, among all the cities, mountains, and rivers she had traversed, none could match a ten-thousandth of the Red Maple Forest.

"Let us keep waiting." It was still Anye who possessed the greater patience. As long as they successfully obtained the painting, waiting a little longer mattered little.

Wang Jichuan also increased the force in his hand, pressing his scabbard against the blade to slowly force the encroaching edge back toward his opponent.

"Three!" As the words fell, Mu Ya once again crashed through a wall and became embedded inside a residence—only this time, she had broken through the adjacent house and ended up lodged in the one next door.

Liu Yefei stood proudly at the bow of the ship, admiring the vast river waters and marveling at the sheer grandeur and wonder of nature.

At the critical juncture, Baili felt a cold burst of assistance come from behind her; she flew uncontrollably for ten miles, her body shattering countless structures before she finally tumbled down into the dust.

Ye Qiuxuan naturally had no idea that his actions had instead helped Kazehaya Kamito steel his resolve; he only knew that he had vented his anger, and his mood was exceedingly pleasant. The frustration of being picked on yesterday had completely vanished, and the thought of Kamito potentially falling into despair made his spirits soar even higher.

In truth, Nagoya was still considered relatively decent; after all, it was not an exceptionally lucrative or popular business, otherwise it would have long been seized and swallowed by other factions, failing to survive until the present day.

Situ Xuan touched his lips in self-mockery, somewhat unsatisfied with the kiss just now; it seemed he should have gone a bit deeper?

Since they were leaving anyway, he might as well give him a taste of his medicine, not to mention those secrets he held over Grand Tutor Pang.

Ye Xintong spoke elegantly to the onlookers nearby, as though absolutely nothing had happened just moments ago.

"Alright now, don't chop logic. Since you have to eat and drink wine just to be full, it proves your previous words were entirely useless.

On that night five years ago when she hovered on the brink of death, Bo Muxu had brought her back from the Ye family, and she had resided in this very place ever since.

Snow stared at the foolish display of Hua Ye and Su Mali before him, falling into deep thought; he wondered whether that unknown plug-in had truly only modified Su Mali's body. Why did he feel that Su Mali and Hua Ye's brains had become rather defective as well?