Reincarnated Spirit Physique, the True Intention!
Zhang Buyu paused, raised his hand in a gesture of respect, his heart heavy.
"Senior Brother Nan, it's been a long time."
Nan Zhao looked down, her gaze calm and undisturbed, her tone indifferent, as if stating something that could not be refused:
"Junior Brother Zhang, come with me. I don't want to fight."
Where does Senior Brother Nan want to take me?
"Go where you belong," Nan Zhao said slowly. "Now that things have come to this, Junior Brother, you should have realized that you are crucial to the situation in the Eastern Wilderness. Please stop being willful and come back to the Nan Household with me immediately."
"Willful?" Zhang Buyu laughed. "Did you really mean it, Senior Brother?"
He looked at his former fellow disciple with whom he had once discussed philosophy, and felt utterly unfamiliar with him.
Although we haven't seen the true face of the Nan Household, given the example of the Yao Household, how good could the Nan Household be?
A group of people who treat the people of the Eastern Wilderness as cattle and sheep, as provisions for refining medicine, slaughtering the people to strengthen themselves, are now standing here, advising him "not to be willful," using righteousness to coerce him?
What Young Hero Yu said that day was absolutely right!
"Now, only my Cangling Nan Household can save the Eastern Wilderness."
Nan Zhao's expression was calm, but her tone couldn't hide the arrogance that was ingrained in her bones.
"As long as you, Junior Brother Zhang, are obedient and cooperate, your name will be recorded in history books in the future."
Zhang Buyu took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger and disappointment in his chest, and said coldly:
"They really are a bunch of clowns."
He looked towards Nan Zhao, his gaze now filled with an almost weary calm. "The faces of you scum are so disgusting they make me want to vomit."
Nan Zhao's expression instantly turned cold.
The atmosphere around him suddenly froze, as if an invisible frost was spreading from Nan Zhao, and a sense of oppression was overwhelming.
Zhang Buyu merely tensed his back slightly, without retreating.
Compared to the overwhelming pressure of the External Scenery when Yu Tunzhou was with her, Nan Zhao's pressure was nothing.
Nan Zhao clearly noticed this as well; a hint of surprise flashed across her face, quickly turning into a deeper chill.
"It seems Junior Brother Zhang has indeed broadened his horizons considerably outside. However—"
He took a step closer, and as he raised his hand, internal Gang Qi condensed in his palm. "Since you, junior brother, are so stubborn, then don't blame your senior brother."
Zhang Buyu also reached out and placed his hand on a Divine Ability jade.
This was a life-saving item left to him by his master Long Yan, before he left. He never expected that it would end up being used on a fellow disciple.
Who goes there?!
Just then...
Nan Zhao suddenly stopped moving and abruptly turned to a shadowy spot above the stone steps.
Suddenly, a figure in blue robes stood quietly on the protruding rock, his gaze cold and stern.
"Junior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Jin asked me to meet you here."
Upon seeing that figure, Zhang Buyu felt a slight sense of relief, released his grip on the Divine Ability jade, and raised his hand in a gesture of respect.
"Senior Sister Zhao."
This must have been arranged in advance by Senior Brother Jin.
Nan Zhao's face darkened completely, and his gaze swept coldly over Zhao Antong: "Zhao Antong, you're just a poor kid with no connections, and you want to get involved in this? Don't say I didn't give you a chance; you can still leave now!"
Zhao Antong ignored Nan Zhao from beginning to end. She nodded slightly to Zhang Buyu, signaling him to follow behind her.
"Want to leave?"
Nan Zhao snorted coldly and crushed a communication jade stone hidden in her palm.
Crack.
When the jade shattered, it made a very faint, crisp sound, like a pebble being dropped into a deep pool.
Immediately afterwards, the night breeze of the entire White Water Mountain seemed to freeze for a moment.
Nan Zhao's expression was indifferent, and his gaze toward the two of them was as if he were looking at animals in a cage.
Zhang Buyu's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged like a tide— the Nan Household really did have a backup plan, and it was nearby!
In just a few breaths.
boom--
An aura belonging to External Scenery expert suddenly descended from the sky, like an invisible giant bell being overturned. The power of the surrounding heaven and earth was forcibly grasped, and the airflow, laws, and even light within a radius of dozens of feet were as if they were suddenly pressed down by a hand, freezing and motionless.
Zhao Antong, who was in front, let out a muffled groan, her body suddenly lowered, and she knelt on one knee, with a fine layer of cold sweat seeping from her forehead.
She had already entered the Late Divine Ability Stage, yet she was still powerless against the overwhelming power of heaven and earth; the difference in their abilities was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The other party is at least on the External Scenery Second Layer!
Nan Zhao bowed respectfully, his tone tinged with deference. "Senior Yao, Zhang Buyu is already here. We will trouble you to take action."
Three Autumns City.
In a teahouse, Jin Buxi and Daoist Mingxin sat facing each other by the window, with a chessboard between them. It seemed like a casual game between a master and his nephew, but in reality, the murderous intent was not concealed at all.
The entire Three Autumns City seemed to have been drawn into a game of chess. All the powerful figures of the Minghe Clan could only watch from afar, unable to approach or leave Three Autumns City.
This city, now Void, has been meticulously divided into a "chessboard."
The source is the chessboard in front of Jin Buxi.
This is one of the sacred treasures of Floating Hill Mountain, crafted by a Immortals and Gods from Floating Hill Mountain two thousand years ago.
Although the world has changed drastically and the power of this celestial treasure has been greatly reduced, it is not difficult to hold back the current Three Autumns City once it has recognized its master.
Daoist Mingxin knew that this Immortal Game Chessboard could not be broken by force, so he could only sit opposite Jin Buxi and each take a piece.
At one point, only the crisp sound of chess pieces clattering against the board could be heard.
Only after news from the Nan and Yao families arrived one after another did Daoist Mingxin finally speak.
"Nephew, you should have already been to the sacred site and paid homage to the Immortal Cauldron, why are you still not giving up?"
Jin Buxi looked up and smiled slightly, "It seems that Uncle-Master has received some bad news."
Daoist Mingxin gave him a deep look, making no attempt to hide anything, and said, "The Yao and Nan families dispatched fifteen External Scenery, and in just a few days, less than half of them can still be contacted. That Young Hero Yu you invited is truly skilled!"
Upon hearing this, Jin Buxi visibly moved, and he remarked, "It seems that it wasn't just you, my martial uncles, who underestimated Young Hero Yu; I did too."
Daoist Mingxin shook his head and said:
"The Yao and Nan families have suffered considerable losses; the losses in just half a month are comparable to those of the past century. This is not a good thing. Yu Tunzhou's actions will drive them to another dead end."
"Are there any other options?" Jin Buxi asked calmly. "If there are no further changes, then it will be a complete dead end."
Daoist Mingxin nodded, seemingly agreeing with this statement, but then suddenly asked, "Nephew Zhang has confirmed that he has parted ways with Yu Tunzhou. Where do you think he will go next?"
This time, it was Jin Buxi's turn to carefully observe the expression on the face of his senior uncle.
He had expected his uncle to be angry and question him about whether he had considered guarding other sects.
Now that Yu Tunzhou has caused a great disturbance, the Yao and Nan families have suffered heavy losses, and the number of experts in the External Scenery has decreased sharply. Even with the Heavenly Origin Pill, it is difficult to have enough External Scenery experts to suppress the Immortals and Gods Portal.
But this person's attitude was far calmer than he had expected, even...
With a hint of schadenfreude, I welcomed it.
"Does Uncle-Master seem quite pleased to see the Nan and Yao families restrained?" Jin Buxi asked in a deep voice.
The Daoist Mingxin remained completely unmoved.
"How can you consider us to be on the same side as the Yao and Nan families? We are merely using each other. Those aristocratic scions who only know how to pursue their own interests have such shallow vision and limited perspective. How can they be compared to us?"
He looked at Jin Buxi and said frankly, "What we seek has never been our own selfish desires, but the people of the Eastern Wilderness and the land protected by the sages of Floating Hill Mountain throughout the ages. We are well prepared for the price we will have to pay on this path."
Jin Buxi was suddenly jolted as numerous scattered clues suddenly connected, leading him to deduce another astonishing possibility.
Jin Buxi was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Yao Liang's death was not an accident?"
"You should remember the rules of the sect—the direct descendants of the Aristocratic Clan are never allowed to enter the main lineage." Daoist Mingxin asked a question instead of answering.
Jin Buxi frowned, naturally aware of this ironclad rule established thousands of years ago.
Distinguished family members who join the mountain sect can enjoy preferential treatment because of the achievements of the Nan and Yao families thousands of years ago. However, they must never touch the core traditions, in order to prevent these Aristocratic Clan from taking root in the mountain sect, forming cliques and engaging in private activities, which would eventually become an uncontrollable problem and a malignant tumor in the development of the mountain sect.
"Yao Liang was originally from a collateral branch of the Yao Household family. He was ostracized by the clan from a young age. It was his junior brother Minghe who recognized his talent, took him in as a disciple, and carefully cultivated him, single-handedly pushing him into the top ten of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking."
The Daoist Mingxin's tone carried a hint of regret, which quickly turned into indifference.
"But the Yao Household merely showed him some goodwill, offering him a position as a direct descendant, and he immediately switched sides, returning to the clan and willingly becoming their lackey. The interests of the Lineage are forever etched in the blood of scions of the Aristocratic Clan."
"This incident also made us see the true colors of the scions of the Aristocratic Clan, and we no longer have any hope for them."
Jin Buxi was silent for a moment, then said, "Was it Deng Canglan you initially wanted to bring into the scheme?"
"Yes. The great villain behind the Nan Household is a demonic giant from the Nine Netherworlds. He lured Deng Canglan into his scheme, thereby attracting the attention of the Heavenly Demon Sect. This was enough to cause the Yao and Nan families a great deal of trouble, buying us time. It's just a pity..."
Mingxin said regretfully,
"That Deng Canglan is too slippery. He also opened the Dragon Gate at the wrong time, so he ultimately failed."
"So, Young Hero Yu's ability to hold back the Nan-Yao alliance is actually a good thing for you, buying you the opportunity to make your move?" Jin Buxi stared intently at Mingxin and hissed, "What exactly do you intend to use Junior Brother Zhang for?"
Daoist Mingxin put down the chess piece and slowly said:
"Junior Nephew Zhang possesses a special physique, which, according to the sect's records, is called a ' Reincarnated Spirit Physique.' This type of physique is most compatible with the descent and reincarnation of Immortals and Gods."
"What we want... is for the spirit of the Immortal Cauldron to be born into the world, no longer subject to the suppression of the Great Dao of this realm!"
Upon hearing this, Jin Buxi changed drastically.
He had considered all sorts of possibilities, but he hadn't anticipated that his Uncle Mingxin and the others would have such a crazy delusion—to let the spirit of the Human Emperor Immortal Cauldron be reincarnated as a human!
Unfortunately, he had placed some of his hopes on his junior brother, and even on Young Hero Yu, hoping that they could gain the approval of the Immortal Cauldron and stabilize the situation in the Eastern Wilderness!
Therefore, on the note he left for his junior brother Zhang, he indicated two paths: one was White Dragon Pass, and the other...
That is, White Water Mountain, not far from the sacred site where the Immortal Cauldron is located!
A figure landed, and the oppressive force of the External Scenery was like a mountain collapsing.
What appeared before Zhang Buyu and Yao Baimei was none other than the External Scenery of the Yao Household, who had recently visited friends at Floating Hill Mountain.
He was tall and slender, with White Brow that slanted upwards towards his temples. At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Zhang Buyu, as if he were examining an object that he had been waiting for and had finally obtained.
His aura emanated from his body, pressing down on Zhang Buyu and Zhao Antong, making them pale and unable to move.
"What, are you surprised?"
Nan Zhao sneered upon seeing this.
"I warned you. Senior Yao didn't leave Floating Hill Mountain at all a few days ago; he was waiting for you, Zhang Buyu, to show up and return to your sect!"
"Enough talk, let's go!"
Yao Baimei interrupted him, which surprised Nan Zhao, who didn't understand why she was in such a hurry.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but Yao Baimei reached out with her hand from a distance, and an overwhelming suction force suddenly appeared, gripping the back of Zhang Buyu's neck.
"Senior Yao--" Nan Zhao had just opened his mouth when he was grabbed by the shoulder.
"Shut up!" Yao Baimei hissed, then leaped into the air, transforming into a streak of light and hurtling into the night outside White Water Mountain.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the mountain shadows rushed past.
Nan Zhao felt inexplicably uneasy. Yao Baimei's interruption just now was less about interrupting him and more about concealing some kind of restlessness and urgency, as if something was chasing after him.
The light vanished in the blink of an eye, passing through two mountain ranges, but Nan Zhao's confusion only deepened.
Now that the situation is completely under control, who can stop them?
If that mountain lord really wanted to make a move, he would have done so long ago.
The remaining powerful cultivators at the Outer External Scenery level on Floating Hill Mountain are almost all from a few close lineages.
Zhang Buyu's master Daoist Long Yan, had long been transferred away from the sect for various reasons, or even sent away from the Eastern Wilderness.
However, in the very next moment...
The world suddenly turned upside down!
Nan Zhao felt a blur before her eyes, and the surrounding night, mountain shadows, and wind sounds all twisted into a chaotic vortex, as if an invisible hand had grasped the entire space and then suddenly folded and shrank it.
Before he could even react, he and the escape light were swept into darkness, and he lost consciousness!
Zhang Buyu felt his feet lighten, all the feeling of being suspended in mid-air suddenly disappeared, replaced by a steady, grounded sensation.
He staggered for a moment before regaining his balance, and instinctively looked up.
Standing before him was a kind-looking old man in a Daoist robe, with white hair and beard, and a gentle and amiable face, like an ordinary old man in the mountains.
Although those eyes were half-closed, they contained a calm that seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of life, making it difficult for anyone to look directly at them.
"Disciple Zhang Buyu pays respects to Patriarch Zhenyan!"
Zhang Buyu recognized this person and was greatly shocked. He quickly bowed.
This is the Patriarch Zhenyan, a figure whom even the mountain lord addresses as his grandmaster. He is also the most senior figure on Floating Hill Mountain and the one who has gone the furthest down the path of Ancient Method.
He had heard his master say that if the Principle of heaven and earth had not changed and the path to ascension had not been severed, this person would have already reached the realm of Immortals and Gods with his cultivation.
Even so, this person is now comparable to Grandmaster of Martial Dao, with unfathomable cultivation.
Several thoughts raced through Zhang Buyu's mind as he glanced around—
He was still standing on the mountain path behind White Water Mountain.
Yao Baimei and Nan Zhao, who had just been caught up in the incident, had disappeared without a trace.
His heart sank slightly, and his gaze returned to the old man in front of him.
"No need for formalities," the old man said with a kind smile. "Buyu, would you be willing to accompany this old man for a while and listen to me tell some old stories?"
Zhang Buyu remained silent for a moment.
He was somewhat unsure of this person's stance.
Before he could make a choice, the old man had already put his hands behind his back and slowly walked up the mountain path, leaving him only with his thin, hunched back.
Zhang Buyu took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent thoughts.
If this person truly intends to harm him, then unless the mountain lord intervenes, no one can save him now.
Therefore, after a slight hesitation, he still followed.
The stone path meanders into the depths of the swirling clouds.
The old man walked slowly, as if measuring the mountain path beneath his feet.
He didn't turn around, nor did he urge him on. He just walked ahead with his hands behind his back, occasionally raising his hand to brush aside the pine branches drooping to the roadside, casually recounting some old stories:
His childhood appearance in the Eastern Wilderness, the ancient battlefield was slowly purified, the population multiplied, and life gradually returned...
Unfortunately, it has stagnated in recent centuries, as if it has reached the limit of development in the Eastern Wilderness.
"Are you wondering which side I'm on?"
The old Daoist priest suddenly spoke, his voice gentle, yet it seemed to see right through him.
Zhang Buyu stopped and bowed, saying, "This disciple is terrified. I only beg the Ancestral Master to enlighten me: what exactly is Reincarnated Spirit Physique? What is the true predicament of our sect?"
The old Daoist priest turned around and sighed, "It seems that Lu Huaiqing's successor is truly remarkable, managing to guide you to the truth in such a short time."
"May I ask, Master?" Zhang Buyu looked up, his gaze earnest, "Is the greatest problem facing our sect the Immortals and Gods Portal?"
"The Immortals and Gods Portal sighed softly, and was about to speak again when a muffled tremor suddenly came from the mountain beneath his feet!
The sound of rocks tumbling down came from deep within the mountain.
"This is... someone making a big fuss within the mountain gate?" Zhang Buyu's expression changed.
This place is already within the mountain gate of Floating Hill Mountain. The fact that it could cause such a tremor must be the result of a full-scale attack by experts at the Outer External Scenery or above!
The old Daoist priest raised his eyes and looked in a certain direction, saying quietly, "Shouzheng is also about to lose control."
Zhang Buyu realized something and exclaimed, "There's also a rebellious Immortals and Gods Portal within the mountain gate?!"
The old Daoist priest nodded and calmly said, "Come with me, and I will tell you the answer."
Under the cover of night.
Two streaks of light pierced the night sky, heading towards Floating Hill Mountain.
During their journey, Yu Tunzhou seemed to remember something, frowned, glanced at his wrist, and asked An Ruyu:
"You didn't bring Heavenly Court Fragment with you this time?"
He hadn't noticed the demoness's arrival in Cangling City before, without using the Buddhist beads; it was Lin Yueheng and the other person who informed him.
But the next moment, his gaze sharpened.
An Ruyu pointed lightly to a silver bell tied at her waist.
"After leaving Dragon Gate, Young Hero Guo probably didn't respond to the call of the Heavenly Court Fragment, right?"
Shortly after leaving the Dragon Palace, the Heavenly Court Fragment exhibited unusual activity, indicating the revival of another relic.
"No, you went?" Yu Tunzhou was certain that the demoness would not respond.
The timing, combined with the Heavenly Court deity who descended from the depths of the Eternal Dragon Gate, cannot be described as mere coincidence.
This incident confirmed to him that there were indeed beings above the Immortals and Gods behind the Heavenly Court, controlling everything from behind the scenes, though he was unsure of the extent to which they could do so.
He will not enter the Heavenly Court ruins again until he has figured out the truth of this matter.
"I was very busy at the time, so I didn't participate." An Ruyu's fingertips traced the silver bell, her eyes filled with deep meaning. "Now is not the best time to explore the Nine Heavens Ruins; we still need to wait for an auspicious day."
"What is an auspicious day?" Yu Tunzhou asked, staring at An Ruyu's exquisite profile.
Now that he has signed Primordial Spirit Contract with An Ruyu, he no longer needs to worry that she will deceive him at will.
"Naturally, it's when those seniors can't hold back anymore," An Ruyu said with a half-smile. "Isn't Young Hero Guo curious why the important key to the Heavenly Court ruins ended up in the hands of us younger generation, and those seniors really aren't interested at all?"
"You mean... Dharma Aspect and Grandmaster in the world?" Yu Tunzhou asked thoughtfully.
It is said that in order to explore the path to a higher realm, the Heavenly Demon Kou Ziling went overseas and captured a giant among the Immortals and Gods. He had already seen this giant in Twin Rivers Commandery, and Old Gang Leader Su expressed his great envy...
Given the restlessness of these senior figures, it's impossible that they would sit idly by, possessing a treasure trove without entering it, and only allow the younger generation to enter.
Unless... this Heavenly Court is a giant trap!
The mastermind doesn't prey on the small fry; they only want to catch the big fish in one fell swoop. Meanwhile, the big fish remain indifferent observers, letting the small fry in first to scout the way.
Even without An Ruyu revealing anything, Yu Tunzhou could roughly guess what was going on.
"Are the various Dharma Aspect and sects of the Dharma Realm aware of the situation in the Eastern Wilderness?" Yu Tunzhou asked again.
He wanted to know if the situation in the Eastern Wilderness had already caught the attention of other powerful figures, and whether, in their eyes, the chaos in the Eastern Wilderness was within their control.
This question also instantly caught the attention of Nan Guan, whom he was holding in his hand.
An Ruyu's smile faded, "I understand the general situation, but I may not know the specifics. Each family has its own troubles, especially the righteous sects. They have to guard against evil and heretical sects, as well as the imperial court and powerful Aristocratic Clan. How can they possibly take care of this remote borderland of the Eastern Wilderness?"
"To be truly precise, the Eastern Wilderness isn't part of the Central Plains; it's merely a buffer zone between the Central Plains and overseas. Compared to the situation in the Central Plains, the crisis in the Eastern Wilderness is secondary."
"Nonsense!"
Nan Guan couldn't help but shout sternly,
"The number of portals in our Eastern Wilderness is increasing daily. Once an outbreak occurs, more than ten Fallen Immortals may descend. Even if Dharma Aspect in the world were combined, they might not be able to fill this pit! At that time, can the Central Plains use the excuse that the Eastern Wilderness is not part of the Central Plains' territory to remain unscathed?"
An Ruyu glanced at him and shut him up with a single sentence.
"Are you aware that the Divine Capital is involved in a power struggle between more than three Devil Lord lord-level Immortals and Gods?"
Nan Guan's expression froze instantly.
"The Supreme Purity Lineage possesses all four immortal swords, a unique existence in the Central Plains and beyond. They may seem indifferent to worldly affairs, but in reality, they have always been the last line of defense for the Central Plains Heaven Beyond Heaven."
"And there's the Water Moon Nunnery, the ancestral temple of Buddhist School. They're usually elusive, but without them... oh, I almost forgot, without the Water Moon Nunnery, your Nan Household wouldn't have encountered that Devil Lord."
An Ruyu suddenly chuckled.
"The passage between the Nine Netherworlds and the Central Plains is maintained by the Water Moon Nunnery. That Devil Lord was driven to a dead end, and coincidentally, your Nan Household's ancestor took the initiative to approach him, so they hit it off immediately."
Nan Guan's face turned pale and then flushed, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Yu Tunzhou was also deeply shaken. Although he had suspected it before, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe upon hearing the details.
The Central Plains truly deserves its reputation as a land that all races under heaven must contend for!
He looked at An Ruyu and suddenly asked, "Besides wanting to see that immortal Immortal Cauldron, do you have any other purpose this time?"
An Ruyu turned her head to the side, her eyes appearing exceptionally clear in the moonlight. She tilted her head slightly, as if seriously considering the question.
After a moment, she chuckled softly:
"Yes, I have."
"I wish to see with my own eyes what one of the Three Corpses left behind in the Eastern Wilderness by the Human Emperor truly looks like."
Yu Tunzhou looked on in surprise. According to the Primordial Spirit Contract, this demoness could not lie to him at the moment.
You can refuse to answer, but any answer you give must not contain deception.
He was about to ask further when he noticed that the mountains ahead were gradually rising, with pine trees rustling like a tide.
They are about to enter the outer area of Floating Hill Mountain.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became much clearer, and even the turbid air was cleansed away.
Yu Tunzhou subconsciously slowed down his escape speed, carefully surveying his surroundings. He sighed, marveling at how Floating Hill Mountain truly lived up to its reputation as the ancestral home of the Eastern Wilderness Daoist School; the spiritual energy suppression alone on its outer perimeter surpassed that of many Aristocratic Clan.
No wonder there are so many Ancient Method cultivators on Floating Hill Mountain!
At that very moment.
A figure stood quietly in the shadows of the pines along the mountain path ahead.
She was a white-haired Daoist nun, dressed in a plain Daoist robe, with silver strands hanging down her temples. She held a whisk in her hand, and her aura blended seamlessly with the mountain mist.
If she hadn't deliberately revealed her aura, Yu Tunzhou might not have been able to detect it.
She stood there, as if blocking all the paths into the mountain.
She looked at Yu Tunzhou and An Ruyu, her tone indifferent. "Please leave, both of you. Floating Hill Mountain is currently closed to visitors and does not welcome outsiders."
Yu Tunzhou looked grave.
He's at least Quasi-Grandmaster at the External Scenery Fourth Layer!
End-of-month summary, end-of-volume announcement, and bonus chapter for monthly pass holders.
Wow, June is over already, half the year has passed.
I updated 200,000 words this month, which is actually a decent update speed...
Volume Two, "The Roc Soars Nine Thousand Miles Away on the Wind," actually ended after the Dragon Gate Contest, but a new volume was forgotten at the time.
Starting with the Eastern Wilderness storyline, it all belongs to Volume 3.
Volume Three: [The universe is in my own hands; why should I seek anything from others?]
I'll provide a more in-depth summary once I've finished the book.
Also, there's a bonus chapter for monthly pass subscribers after midnight, featuring Deng Canglan and the Buddhist disciple. I feel like the effect shown in this chapter should be somewhat interesting... emmm
Those who are interested can take a look; it's 500 words.
Remember to click into the chapter and then vote with your monthly ticket.
Also, there will definitely be extra updates at the beginning of the month. After all, if you don't work hard at the beginning of the month, when will you ever work hard...?
Summary: Here's today's update. There will be a bonus chapter for monthly pass subscribers after midnight, and an extra chapter tomorrow.