Chapter 46: Revered as a Deity

“Hahaha, four little clowns, stay right where you are! All four of them are mine!”
“I don’t care about those three, but the woman must be left to me!”
“Old Shan, Fourth Brother, you two go first, I’ll just sit back and enjoy the show.”
“Truly ignorant of life and death. In honor of the former glory of the Divine Emperor Hall...”

Children born in the primitive era were not raised with the delicate and meticulous care that those born in modern times received. In the primitive age, a child would be breastfed for the first month of life; by the second month, the mother might already be feeding the child soft fats and clear water. Only those who adapted would survive.

East Asia Entertainment, apart from its music division, also boasted a film and television department and even owned its own TV station—now that was truly impressive. In the nation of Hua, private TV stations were exceedingly rare and strictly regulated.

Gu Qiujin felt a pang of discomfort seeing Gu Qiuying’s entire family dressed in proper clothes, while she herself wore patched, old garments.

The spirit monkey faithfully recounted how Li Yang would rather end her own life than be captured and enslaved.

Lu Ping observed the people below, noticing some fell into a silent stupor—clearly, they were intimidated. Yet others spat fiercely at Ximen Liang, their fury betraying the humiliation and rage only victims of bribery and corruption could understand.

Li Yang had no idea what these demonic cultivators were plotting, but when she saw the other seven begin casting spells and slicing open their wrists to feed blood into a groove, she realized her time was running short.

The carriage rolled on, the desolate surroundings lending an eerie feeling to the journey, until, at last, it came to a halt.

Lu Ping glanced around the empty house, searching for any hidden passages. Since this house was built here, there must be some route leading to the residence or courtyard in the capital.

But turning his head, he saw that Grandfather Gu’s former home was now nothing but a heap of charred ruins—utterly uninhabitable.

Meanwhile, Chen Xi felt secretly annoyed with himself. His words sounded almost like those of a passionate radical… but in truth, he genuinely believed such content had no place in film. After all, movies influence countless lives, and none of them had the right to probe the so-called humanity of monsters in place of the massacre’s innocent souls.

This Dragon-Elephant Envoy, astonishingly, also knew about the Sacred Golden Body. Evidently, his understanding of the Chief Commander beside the Lord of Ten Thousand Realms ran remarkably deep.

In the end, Sun Sheng deflected the attack; he was unharmed, and he calmly tore through the dazzling silver radiance, emerging unhurriedly from within.

A dark-haired, bare-footed, ice-skinned beauty with snowy bones, supple bosom, rounded hips, jade-like fingers, and crimson lips, danced gracefully to the sensuous, lingering music within the “Second Floor of Blue Robes.” She moved with airy elegance and captivating charm, a delight to behold.

Ye Xiu, too, sensed that formidable, shadowy force—it was power of the Primal Chaos Realm. The one approaching was a true master of Chaos.

As a result, after Yin Wuliu attacked the plant, not only did he not bring danger upon himself, but he also gained a tremendous reward from the shattered trunk.

Where the Martial Spirit Emperor had gone, Sun Sheng did not know. At that moment, Sun Sheng was enduring unimaginable pain—no ordinary person could bear it—leaving no time to ponder such matters.

Sadly, Leng Ruoshuang didn’t even spare him a glance. Toward this man, who possessed numerous illustrious titles—a first-rank official, border governor, hereditary marquis of the highest order, foremost secular master of the “Shaolin” school—she showed nothing but utter disdain.

So, if this film were released in countries or regions where Chen Xi already had some measure of fame… it would likely damage his reputation there. Chen Xi wasn’t willing to risk such a setback.

The speaker was the Starry Sky powerhouse who had just battled the Tower Spirit. Among the Thirteen Blades, he and the other three ranked at the very bottom.