Chapter 106: Eating the Cake

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Morning.
Daoist Pang awoke from the deepest realm of sleep.
Perhaps it was due to his weakened cultivation and exhausted spirit.
Last night, he had a dream.
A very long dream.
Once cultivators reach the Qi Refining stage, they rarely dream anymore.
If they do, it is usually the work of inner demons.
Or perhaps the result of a curse!
But Daoist Pang knew.
What he experienced—
Guling County, being somewhat remote, has only one tunnel leading outside, so the trains must remain. However, the frequency has changed from about a dozen trains daily to once every three days.
In her previous life, she supplemented the Hou family’s estate with her dowry. Although her elder brother and father achieved nothing in officialdom, they were skilled businessmen, ranking among the top merchants of the Qian dynasty.

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Previously, the two Guo brothers were unmarried, with no wives managing the accounts—only Guo Heng took care of them. He had been away for several months, and the ledgers piled high. He reconciled accounts in Penglai and must do so here as well, which stirred some feelings.
The journey was long and taxing, especially for the elderly; it was almost a form of torment. Therefore, Li Chengqian planned to dig wells after spring to provide water for the people.
With these words, they arrived at the dock and then sailed the Lingfeng treasure ship deep into the vast sea.
Li Mingyang cradled Tan Songyun in his arms; Tan Songyun’s legs wrapped around Li Mingyang’s waist, and they kissed passionately.
“So obedient,” Yang Mi smiled, lifting Li Mingyang’s chin gently, teasing him like stroking a cat.
She now only wished to reclaim her dowry and leave this place of strife as soon as possible; every extra second made her feel sick.
Had her mother plotted similarly in her past life? Yet after the arranged marriage incident, she never spoke to the Bai family again.
Guo Huan was curious about this eldest son’s status. The last time he accompanied the lord, he and the shopkeeper Madam Fan addressed him affectionately as “eldest son,” as if he were some great figure.
Once they saw the portrait on the screen clearly, everyone sighed in relief—except one, Meng Qi.
Yet the purple-golden core continued to rotate relentlessly, emitting a terrifying devouring force that absorbed the abundant spiritual energy from the outside world.
Though there was little emotion involved, probably because Huo Yilan’s experience resembled Lu Tangtang’s somewhat, Ji Yanmo still felt a special care toward Huo Yilan.
“I am the last knight of the Tianyou clan,” he announced his name. At this level, dominating the battlefield and standing supreme, one rarely bothers with formalities. Yet he introduced himself willingly, signaling his respect and caution toward the clan prince.

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Therefore, what was originally a dispatch of elite warriors from the three great powers was changed to have each sect’s patriarch lead the team personally.
Ji Chang’an said nothing, his gaze fixed on the newspaper, but his heart was elsewhere—he kept pondering his son’s words.
“Hmph! A cosmic trash like you deserves death. You even harmed the interstellar elves of Bitstar; I, Dingdong, will never let you go.” Dingdong.
Which one truly was the Thunderstorm? Perhaps the one he once knew was merely a wolf in sheep’s clothing, harboring deceitful ambitions.
According to Lei Yongli, Wang Jing was assigned from the town this spring, coming to Lei family village to gain experience; usually, she busied herself between the town and the village.
At noon, the sun blazed fiercely; not a breeze stirred. Leaves drooped, and the earth seemed to bake in a steam chamber. Baozi sat down wearily, exclaiming, “Digging potatoes is just too exhausting,” hanging her right arm limply from her left.
Though her birth family was unloving and her husband indifferent, the several senior maids around her were quite endearing. With these girls accompanying her, she did not feel lonely.
“What should we do, A-Jie?” Xiao Xiao asked anxiously, gathering close to the two others. Should they go find them?