Still, it did not matter. He would just cut it again.
Jiang Ming found this woman troublesome. His son Yang Jian ought to marry a few more wives.
Something else left Jiang Ming speechless.
Yuanshi Tianzun, his foot. It was Yuding Zhenren pulling tricks again.
That fellow really was a talent.
What happened next was downright comical.
Still, Son Goku finally understood something: which master treated him better, and which master treated him as nothing more than a monkey.
There was also another matter.
The grand plan for the Investiture of the Gods.
It really did happen. It simply ended within half a year.
But it truly did ensnare plenty of immortals, landing them on the God-Sealing List.
Fortunately, Jiang Ming's sons and daughter had already received their divine appointments and did not enter the God-Sealing List.
The Heavenly Court was indeed beginning to overflow with talent.
Jiang Ming remained silently speechless.
His only regret was that he had never witnessed the Saints' battles. He had merely picked up some of the Dao Traces they left behind.
And so Jiang Ming pursued those traces for a hundred years, spending thirty of them living in the Lunar Palace.
Jiang Ming's cultivation underwent another change. His Great Freedom Dao Scripture began breaking through little by little. This felt like the level of a quasi-saint. It could also be called the primordial Daluo realm.
Meanwhile, trouble arose at the Heavenly Court again.
The Jade Emperor was stirring things up once more, actually believing his policy of conciliation had worked. Now that his troops were strong and his horses stout, he could make another move against Yang Jian.
As for Ao Cunxin, Jiang Ming cleared her memories once again, gave her the Water of Forgetting Love to drink, and severed the red thread between