(I was feeling better, aside from the occasional cough. But my wife had caught it too, so every day I had to work, cook, do the housework, feed the kids, and put them to bed. I still couldn't stay up late, so I genuinely had no time to write. I'm truly sorry, everyone!!)
From the audience's perspective, Painted Wall was an utterly terrible story for Hao Shuai. But once he was in its world, he couldn't care less about how bad the plot was~~
Instead, he had to think about what benefits he could get from Painted Wall.
After thinking it over for a long while, he figured the greatest benefit in Painted Wall was probably the Myriad Flower Fairyland inside that mural~~
Hao Shuai didn't know whether the Myriad Flower Fairyland was a pocket dimension or a spatial magic treasure.
If it was a spatial magic treasure, he'd hit the jackpot.
He had always been frustrated that the Chaos Bead couldn't store living things. With the Myriad Flower Fairyland, things would be a whole lot more convenient.
Apart from the Myriad Flower Fairyland, the only other things in Painted Wall worth keeping an eye on were the flower spirits.
Although Hao Shuai now had a house full of wives and concubines, all of them beautiful as flowers, and after cultivating, their skin was as smooth as jade, they were no less lovely than the fairies of legend.
But as the old saying went: a wife was no match for a concubine, and a concubine was no match for a secret lover~~
After eating delicacies day in and day out, it was nice to enjoy something light once in a while.
Just thinking about Shaoyao, Peony, Cuizhu, Yun Mei, and the others in Ten Thousand Flower Forest—their identities and figures—made