The Buffs Kept Stacking

Inside the Seven-Colored Gourd.

"Aaaah!"

"Wait, who even are you, buddy?"

Na Nali's sudden appearance gave Jiu'er, who was clamoring to be fed, a fright.

The Azure Sky Power had been transferred to the front lines to fight, cutting off her supply. If she hadn't still had some reserves, she wouldn't have known what to do.

And Master, too-he had taken that dummy out and forgotten all about her.

She had been hoping the Seven-Colored Gourd would start flowing again, only for Na Nali to pop out instead. Good heavens, lady, are you okay...?

"You can talk?" Na Nali looked at the little bird before her while surveying her surroundings.

Where is this...?

"You bumpkin, I'm Master's most beloved. Just call me Lady Jiu'er."

"Were you captured and brought in here, too?"

"What are you babbling about?"

The human and the beast each carried on their own conversation, getting nowhere after all that talking.

This scene had come about because Tang Qingye had raised his hand, manifested an ancient-looking gourd in his palm, pulled out its stopper, and aimed its mouth at Na Nali.

Leng Nu Jiao clapped in approval. The annoying woman was gone.

Tang Qingye casually replaced the stopper and chuckled softly. "I'll confine you here for now and deal with you later."

He looked at his master, unsure how to begin. The best approach was to wait for her to speak.

"Let's go. The train will be here soon." Leng Yaozhu held Tang Qingye in her arms and spoke softly.

Aboard a speeding Soul Guidance Train.

The train's speed reached that of a plus version of a modern Fuxing high-speed train.

The Douluo Continent of this era was quite decent. Its technology was advanced, and life was not all that different from modern life.

Most importantly, there was no Tang God King descending to interfere. Though there were the Tang Couple and the Tang Lackeys, those were minor problems. It was far better than an era when people were toyed with in the palm of someone's hand.

Ouyang Zixin sat by the window, watching the scenery fly backward outside, her beautiful eyes brimming with wonder.

Her short pink outfit set off skin as fair and lustrous as congealed cream. Her long blue hair was tied in a ponytail, and she radiated vigorous youth.

Traveling from Eastsea City to Heaven Dou City, she was making her first long trip away from home, thanks to her best friend Mu Xi.

The girl with long golden hair tied in twin tails and lively golden eyes was none other than Mu Xi.

At that moment, she was frantically browsing information beside her-a ten-day itinerary for Heaven Dou City.

She rapidly scanned a one-stop guide covering everything from attractions to food, turned the page, then turned another. As always, having read it meant she had memorized it.

Mu Chen looked at his daughter with some resignation. "Xiaoxi, does reading like that actually do anything? I don't know who you learned that temperament from."

"Hmph. All you do is criticize me. I can't be bothered to roast you."

"Who says all I do is criticize you? Look at Zixin. She's pretty and quiet, unlike you."

"Dad! Mom, look at him!"

Mu Chen would have been better off not saying that. The moment he finished, Mu Xi bristled, looking as though she wouldn't forgive him unless he gave her five million.

They're all lousy men. No, one's a lousy brat. Neither has any taste, Mu Xi fumed inwardly.

"All right, you two."

"Xiaoxi, go play with Zixin."

"Tch. Zixin's busy thinking about her Prince Charming. She doesn't have time to play with me."

Ouyang Zixin flushed scarlet. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's true. I didn't say anything wrong."

The two began to bicker.

"And you-aren't you afraid she'll tell your senior brother if you criticize her like that?"

The gentle woman smiled and teased him.

"What kind of talk is that? Am I supposed to shy away from his edge?"

The man was immensely smug. "I fought my way through all those suitors and won the beauty's hand, while he was still hiding in his room, slowly working on his breakthrough."

"Oh, you. You're still so childish. Xiaoxi learned it from you."

Yuan Bao'er nestled against the man's broad chest. This was the taste of happiness.

Passengers: All I can smell is a sour stink!

Zhen Hua: I've broken through to Titled Douluo.

Mu Chen: Bao'er is pregnant.

Zhen Hua: I've become president of the Blacksmith Association headquarters.

Mu Chen: Bao'er is pregnant.

Zhen Hua: I have Four-Word Battle Armor and a top-tier divine-grade Mecha.

Mu Chen: Bao'er is pregnant.

Zhen Hua: Fuck... boo-hoo-hoo...

Dressed entirely in white, Wu Changkong sat by the window. He raised his eyes to glance at the soul guidance display above the carriage, a trace of tenderness surfacing in his icy eyes. The train was now not far from its final stop, and he would soon see his "beloved" again.

Every year, he went punctually to that place that twisted his heart like a knife, because this day was the anniversary of his beloved's death.

Sometimes, he imagined reviving his beloved as Ancestor Tang San had, but it was all an illusion.

Not everyone was Tang San. Everyone who knew the truth cursed Tang San, yet everyone wanted to become Tang San.

The Soul Guidance Train's VIP section.

A private compartment.

"Bidding or not?"

"No bid."

"No bid."

"Then I'll bid."

"Three with one. Three sevens and a two."

"Three tens and an ace. That beats it."

"Can't beat that."

"Pass."

Tang Qingye and the two women sat together, leisurely playing cards.

"Master, Sister Jiaojiao, this is the umpteenth round you've lost."

Tang Qingye smiled. Trying to fight me, Landlord Tang? I'll show you what Nightmare Entanglement is.

"Bad young master, you're nothing but a lecherous big landlord."

"Agreed."

"Tsk."

"Why are you slapping labels on me? What sort of trash is a landlord? At the very least, I'd be a young marshal who rules over his own territory."

"Our fantasy-loving young master."

Leng Nu Jiao covered her mouth and giggled.

"Sister Jiaojiao, I think you're asking for another..."

Woo-woo-woo-

A shrill alarm sounded without warning. Emergency lights on both sides of the corridor suddenly lit up, flashing red.

Tang Qingye and the two women: ?

The other passengers: ?

"Sorry, I pressed the wrong button."

A somewhat nervous-sounding voice spread throughout the train through the broadcast microphone.

"I'm a little scared."

"You idiot! I've done all the work, and all I asked was for you to say a few words, but it's always wind or rain with you. No wonder you got cheated on!"

"I... boo-hoo-hoo."

The assistant was a woman who looked to be in her twenties. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but her looks grew on you.

At that moment, she was staring fixedly at the criminal who had taken them captive. That evil aura... he had to be an Evil Soul Master!

This criminal had called the conductor and threatened to detonate a bomb unless he came to his location!

"Don't try anything. I've planted my things all over the train."

Then the man in black had obtained the key and caught them all in one net.

But there was nothing she could do now. The conductor and the guards had also been gravely wounded and still hadn't woken up.

The man in black helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead. If he hadn't needed the other man to take the blame, he would have dearly liked to cleave him apart with one slap. What kind of person was this?

Glancing at the bound conductor and his assistant, he gave a sinister smile and slowly walked out the door.

After he left, a figure slowly took shape.

Passengers: You're surprisingly polite.

Everyone assumed a train attendant had made an operational error and continued their respective activities.