Chapter 86: Changes Across the Four Continents, Master Guo of the Heavenly River

“So this is the primordial spirit?”
Though only a few decades had passed, the golden age of immortal cultivation had faded away in the tides of time. The once innumerable cultivators, counted in the millions, could no longer be seen.
In their place stood several hundred thousand practitioners of the Primordial Immortal Way. Among them, cultivation varied: those with lower ability still lingered in the early stages, while the more advanced—such as Guo Xiaoshan and Ye Fa—had already achieved inner refinement, merely waiting for changes in the world to take the next step.
Now—
“Commander Zhu, is there anything else you wish to say?” Qian Ning had already heard their explanations. If Commander Zhu had not spoken up to dissuade them, all sides would have wished for chaos in Zhejiang, and he truly would have had no options left.
With a single sentence, Zhuang Shaoyou, that wild stallion, had been shackled to Liu Bian’s carriage! Yet now, faced with Liu Bian’s current state, how could anyone find words to speak?
Lu Zhi could not fathom why Li Song’s mood had suddenly become so despondent. He was neither skilled at guessing the sovereign’s will nor eager to flatter him, so he simply acknowledged the command and withdrew.
Zhongli Remnant Night and Manwu locked eyes. Manwu saw that Zhongli Remnant Night was wordlessly asking if she was willing to become the Evil Doctor’s apprentice, hoping she would make her own choice. Manwu, for her part, was surprised that at this moment she could actually perceive what lay in Zhongli Remnant Night’s heart.
Having heard she had awakened, it was Master Chongxuan who came to check her pulse this time. After examining her, he said only, “There’s nothing seriously wrong,” and offered no further comment.
“I know about everything concerning you.” Yu Yanxiao’s lips still carried a faint smile, yet his gaze upon Su Huan was earnest. Over the six years, he had missed not a single detail of Su Huan’s affairs.
Observing Bi Fei, who stood weeping uncontrollably at the side, Old Zhu made up his mind. This time, he would see it through to the end! Only by letting the emperor truly feel the importance of craftsmen, by showing the Ming Dynasty the power of technical skill, could their status be reconsidered.
“How is your health?” Yu Yanxiao’s lips curled faintly at one corner, his voice light but his concern genuine.
Xin Yi pondered this question carefully throughout the night, yet still could not make sense of it. Although she indeed felt that Mu Fangjin’s attentiveness must conceal ulterior motives, she couldn’t think of anything about herself that would make her worthy of such flattery.
“What? Bastard! Bastard!” The officer was truly enraged this time, smashing his sheathed sword hard against Minobu Sakai’s shoulder. Sakai staggered, unable to keep his balance, and collapsed to the ground.
At that moment, Jin Rongguang and Han Lu arrived on their motorcycles. Seeing the corpses in the pit, both frowned deeply.
“Wow! Who is this handsome guy?” In the streaming room, Luo Weier couldn’t help but scream aloud as soon as she opened the 439 Live broadcast.
Han Chong was in a good mood, joking with the girls. Stepping forward, he simply tugged with his fingers and snapped the vines binding them.
“Unbelievable, the two playing the qin have gone mad—this is amazing. Old Su, what do we do next?” Zhang Chaoyue asked.
Many researchers had already proposed the possibility of developing new paths. From reports across various Tianluo Organization branches, they had learned of the emergence of cultivators with special abilities. Though extremely rare, these talents were unique and had become the focus of recruitment efforts by the Tianluo Organization and other major powers.
Gu Li opened the envelope in her hand, then read aloud the name inside: “Qiao Qiao.”
Chen Zhou had made up his mind. After all, he was very safe within the Swordcloud Sect, and guided by the Third Elder, even if he could not become an immortal, he could still live for a good century or more.
She recognized him—the one who had just stepped forward to save her was the very boy whose face she had struck with her shuttlecock a few days ago.
A surge of anger rose in Bert’s heart. Not even the heavens could meddle in his affairs. First, Bert shielded Yekaterina, then his magical power surged, intending to break apart the nine elemental vortices. But as his magic met the nine elements, Bert suddenly realized he might have misunderstood the situation.