Chapter 87: Paying Respect to a Revered Teacher

The wonders of the primordial spirit are beyond words, yet such a demonstration was clearer and more profound than any spoken explanation could ever be. After it ended, Su Xiang and the others all went into secluded cultivation to refine their own methods, while Ye Fa and the rest gained much insight as well. Though they were still some distance from attaining the primordial spirit, they at least had now seen the path ahead. As for whether they could truly achieve it, and how many among them would do so, that was impossible to say.

The supreme method of the Grand Unity had few barriers. The first was resonance: only by sensing heaven and earth could one cross it.

Moreover, merit did more than aid cultivation. It could also dispel the invisible threads of karma. Those who possessed merit could act without entangling themselves in cause and effect, and for that reason the great sects all coveted it, always wishing for more and never for less.

By this reckoning, each episode would require a little over ten thousand key frames. Of course, if an animated series could truly reach that number of key frames per episode, the entire industry would surely take notice.

Naturally, the second thing that made the feudal kings resent them was the Ministry of Rites and that whole sour, self-righteous lot; it was these pedants who had exposed the children of their households who had been cheating.

Once the confirmation came through, a vast and overwhelming battle spirit gathered above the Southern Continent, and all under heaven sensed that something extraordinary had taken place there.

At any banquet, as soon as Yan Manman saw someone wearing the same color as her, her expression would darken at once, showing not the slightest courtesy.

“No matter how loudly you shout, with your courage I still don’t think you’d dare do anything. Otherwise, that pure little fool, Zhentai, would already have been devoured by you.” Watching Yuhsheng grow irritated, Kasumigaoka Utaha only smiled even more brightly.

When Ye Jiarou saw that Chen Xiyuan’s expression had changed, she thought things were developing in the direction she wanted, and she kept pressing him with question after question.

“What should we give A-Shun and Miss Tong for their engagement?” Yi Feishi found himself thinking about that question again.

“An! I’m definitely coming to Los Angeles to watch your All-Star Game in person. It’s your very first All-Star selection.” After the voting ended, the first text message An Sheng received was from Emma Watson.

Chen Xiyuan thought again: and what does he mean, that everything is being blamed on me? If someone else ruined Ye Chu’s reputation, how could that possibly be my fault?

It was probably their separated companion; if anyone had seen a familiar face, they were to report it to the young cultivator over there.

Outside, news of Liu Yu’s victories came one after another. His talent in military affairs was growing more and more prominent, and he had begun to emerge in the court of the Jin Kingdom.

In Shu today, my reputation is utterly ruined. People all say that a Madam Yun has come to the Prince of Shu’s residence, some bewitching enchantress who used who knows what fox-spirit sorcery to seduce the Prince of Shu, kill the crown prince, and frame the princess consort—vicious beyond measure.

The cafeteria in the military fortress did not have many people. Everything here was built in a mechanical style, the tables were silver, and everyone who came to eat arrived in full equipment.

“Xingtian, put it away for now. We’ll study it slowly when we get back. Right now, let Tang Zong take you to the Hall of Strength,” Bing Ling reminded him.

Old Madam Li still could not believe that Su Mary, who had once treated her as lovingly as a birth mother, would use such a method to deceive her own child.

Fang Mobei gripped the saber in his hand tightly and kept twisting it. Before him, the werewolf let out a pained howl.

Unless it was a bond like hers with her mother, something inborn. She still could not grow close to Xu Hua, and in truth, in her heart, she felt Lin Yan was even closer to her than Xu Chen or Xu Hua. She just did not know how to make him understand.

Mostly it was the relatives who wanted to see what the newlyweds looked like, and Ye Linlang and Xie Xuning had, for a moment, become something of a spectacle in everyone’s eyes.

That white-robed immortal wine-drinker he spoke of was so mysterious that, if he had truly left for so long, he could not possibly have remained without the slightest stir.

Whichever of these two reasons it was, Zhang Yang’s future prospects were boundless. Since his cultivation was still weak for the moment, it would be wise to win his friendship now.

Xiao Zichuan looked back and saw the Crown Prince of the Golden Roc looking as panicked as a bird startled from its nest, and could not help but smile. That was exactly the outcome he had hoped to see.