Volume One, Chapter 29: "An Old Boy"—Dedicated to You All!

“Brother Su, I’m really curious—how does your mind even work?”
“Composing music and writing lyrics at the same time, and you never seem to hit a bottleneck!”
“What’s even more impressive is that you manage to create masterpieces in the shortest amount of time!”
After a glass of wine, Ren Yingying’s cheeks were flushed.
Her gaze lingered on Su Le, almost melting with admiration.
It was filled with reverence.
“Yes, especially this song you wrote for me—it’s actually a song from the Northern Bear Kingdom!”
“Boss Su, have you lived in the Northern Bear Kingdom before?”
Even Wang Junjie looked at Su Le with hopeful anticipation, eager to know the true source of his inspiration.
Why was he so extraordinary, so monstrous in his talent?
“I, too…”
Even now, Pang Yunyan still felt as if she were floating in a dream, as if she were shrouded in clouds and mist. She kept questioning whether the world she found herself in was real or if she was simply trapped in a dream from which she could never awaken.
The peregrine falcon soared and swayed through the sky, while Coldfire, driven to fury, was scorched for the first time, his soul and body both wounded. The dragon’s form was refined three times, each time exchanging a life technique for another chance—Coldfire had, in essence, been slain three times.
When Thunder Abbot questioned him, Zhang Xiu continued on his way, neither turning back nor responding.
Xiang Xinci’s eyes lifted slightly, a hint of approval flashing within them for the way those hands sometimes performed—at the very least, he always gave it his all.

Xiang Zhang had just come off duty when he saw a crowd of colleagues waiting to see him. Hurriedly meeting them, he found they all spoke of the sudden release of the Xia family. The marquis stroked his beard, brows furrowed deep in analysis with the others.
Amy struggled to her feet and followed Remus beneath a sparse cluster of trees in the distance.
This star domain was called Azure Sea and Cloud Sky. Now, the Azure Sky World and the Azure Sea World had decided to form an alliance through marriage in order to resist the invasion of the Cloud Sky World. There were three major worlds within this universe, each on the fifth dimension: two were cultivation realms; the third was a hybrid of demonic cultivation and advanced machinery.
As the Red Bird descended, the Red Bear waiting below had already picked out the spot where Zhang Xiu would land, gaping its maw wide, ready to devour him as he fell.
Zhou Ning was now sober, realizing that neither of them were immortals or sages; blushing, he hurried to pull up his pants.
Angels, as creations born almost simultaneously with the world itself, had a profound connection with it.
Granny Zhong felt her body grow light as someone pulled her from the cave. Looking back before she reached the surface, she saw Zhong Hui staring at her from below—a strange, twisted smile on his otherwise expressionless face. The wound on his neck was still as it had been at death, black tinged with red, his windpipe severed in two.
As Li Ye swaggered through town in search of a tavern, a crowd of men gathered at the docks. Judging from their demeanor, they belonged to the Long River Gang’s fleet, cold and murderous intent swirling around them.
Luo Yan spoke kindly to him, and Ivan promised to cherish her, to care for her all his life. Only then did her younger brother’s expression soften.
After speaking, she suddenly smiled—a smile full of infinite sorrow. Her figure gradually faded, turning into a wisp of blue smoke that drifted toward Yongchang Mausoleum.
On any other day, Jun Yuan would never have said such words. On any other day, if he had, Jun Lin would not have been so upset. Unfortunately, now both of them were in inexplicably foul moods; so the words spoken sounded forced, and the listener could not simply let them pass.
Quan Moxian’s steps wavered, his robes reeking of wine, his hair coming loose from its knot. Several strands fell across his brow, his dark eyes fathomless as the abyss.
The emergence of such a strange situation was, without doubt, unnatural. But as for the cause, Qin Wan could not yet discern the reason.
Her words were polite but direct; He Ya found herself with nothing more to say. No matter what identity or standpoint she assumed, Luo Qiangwei fully had the right to ask her to leave.
More than a dozen disciples of the Daoist temple stood there: white-robed mortals, gray-robed first-level cultivators, and even higher-level experts in blue and yellow robes.
“I knew it wouldn’t be so easy to fool you. But this is my domain—even if you see through me, what difference does it make? Everything here is under my control!” Xin Zhou’s voice echoed everywhere.

But Ling Hanxue was too deeply immersed in the inheritance to extricate herself; perhaps she heard his voice, yet she remained unmoved, or perhaps she simply could not move.
“I’ve failed a few times, but I’ve begun to get the hang of it. Unfortunately, it won’t be ready in time for this battle,” said Dai Lin, shaking her head. The corpse clan would attack Shao City in the coming days, and it would take at least another month of experimentation for her to perfect large-scale defensive weapons.
Jun Moxuan’s lips trembled slightly, his eyes dull and gray. Where moments ago he had been spirited, now he was listless, waving his hand in silence for Mo Yunfan to withdraw.
See—this is how little confidence I have. The moment someone treats me well, I start preparing for separation.
In his own eyes, his Dao heart was unshakable. Guo Qin was confident that if even he could not pass such a trial, then in all this vast world, those who could would not exceed the number of fingers on one hand.
Yin Ji’a sat up in terror, glancing around fearfully. His voice trembled, “He’s Mao…” Before he could finish, a cold laugh rang out. “How bold you are!” A shadowy figure drifted out from behind a distant rock—it was the man in black, raising both hands as he fled toward the back of the mountain.
“I’ll have my clansmen tidy up here. After tomorrow, let’s go to the Demon Palace together!” Ye Qingshan nodded.
“Pretending to be a eunuch?” Jun Mochen looked at Lan Xing’er with a smile, seeing that she, too, was caught between laughter and tears.
I have a bad feeling about this. When night falls and all is quiet, Mu Tianyun will surely be dealt with by Gu Yan. That girl is by no means easy to handle. If she didn’t know my parents inside and out, she would never be able to smile so quietly now.
“The Ministry of Rites just verified the identity a few days ago, and you still don’t believe it?” Wu Weiye’s tone dripped with sarcasm, though he managed to restrain himself.
The Supreme Elder of the Enchantress Sect suddenly waved her fan, sending countless clouds of fire surging toward the Azure Sword. She was certain these flames would do little to the Azure Sword, but the White Jade Sword was about to self-destruct. At this critical moment, any interference from the fire clouds could prove effective. After so long, the real contest was about to begin.
Shi Zhongjie argued persuasively, heaping praise on Jiang Anyi, making Shi Fangzhen nod repeatedly, evidently moved. Shi Zhongwei, however, was growing anxious, unable to devise a solution.