Chapter 35: Tonight, We Enter the Bridal Chamber

"Do you know my master's name, and what exactly is the relationship between him and me?" After composing his thoughts, Lin Yu finally voiced his question.

Old Master Xu shook his head and replied, "I do not know. The Old Divine Doctor was an extremely mysterious figure. At that time, it was only thanks to Doctor Li that we managed to find him. All I know is that the Old Divine Doctor and Doctor Li were fellow disciples under the same master, and they lived quietly, hiding their identities...

In the records of the previous life, however, it is noted that the Lamp Bearer first joined the Chan Sect, but later betrayed it to become a disciple of Buddhism. If I were to take him as my disciple, would he one day betray me as well? This made the Spirit of the Five Elements hesitant.

Yet, the Spirit of the Five Elements was secretly delighted and said, "This child was born with the essence of the Five Elements—he is destined to inherit my teachings." After saying this, he looked at the great roc that had just survived its tribulation and added, "This child and my disciple Kong Xuan are brothers born of the same mother; it is only fitting that he enters my tutelage as well." With that, he approached the great roc.

Perhaps it was the calmness of Su Muzhe that soothed him, but the young man's expression softened. Following Su Muzhe, he entered the teahouse.

With consensus reached between both sides, it was not long before Meng Qisong met a tragic end on the battlefield. Beside his corpse, someone had scrawled in large characters a mocking phrase: "What is so remarkable about this 'Qi'?"

"Are you confident?" Xiao Ling suddenly asked. Though she hadn't interacted much with Yang Ye, she knew he was no fool. Knowing there were several half-emperors outside and still daring to speak this way—he must have a plan.

"I will faithfully convey your words to our Second General," Tian Yu said earnestly after Wenhou's instructions. "I won't linger here any longer. Please accept my farewell, Wenhou!" With that, he cupped his hands in a deep bow to Lü Bu, then turned and strode away. Lü Bu narrowed his wicked eyes but said nothing. The others, seeing this, dared not make a sound.

At Dian Hu's shout, Dian Wei felt his heart steady. He hefted his twin halberds and charged into battle.

Several miles away on a cliff stood a young man in green, not yet twenty, his hands folded behind his back and an air of disdain about him. He spoke with a hint of scorn.

George flung open the door and dashed out, drawing his Light Blade and charging in the direction Su Zhuo indicated. Almost at the same instant, Su Zhuo's expression grew grim. He shifted the angle of the ready GS41 ever so slightly—and fired.

Fortunately, the assailant's drunken haze and awkward position on the floor meant he missed Su Muzhe. Nevertheless, a chill of fear crept into Su Muzhe's heart.

By now, the stone covering his eyes had turned entirely to ash. Braving the crackling thunder, Letian pushed forward.

Liu Er was truly panicked now. The transaction fee for the Healing Pills had already reached thirty thousand gold coins. Even for the wealthy Liu family, losing several thousand coins in one go was painful—especially with a sword worth one hundred and fifty thousand gold coins at stake.

He too leaped up with all his might, wedged between Wuya and Wan Pi, beams of light shooting up into the night sky. The swordsman slashed his blade to either side, sending arcs of light at his two opponents.

After they met, Tan Xiaoshuang took Ye Ming on a tour of the Blood Night Assassins, explaining many matters an assassin should be aware of. Ye Ming listened intently, and Tan Xiaoshuang nodded in satisfaction.

She recognized the madam's voice, unforgettable and carved into her memory. She remembered it was the madam who had harmed her, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Yet, in the air, the sound of the Six-Syllable Mantra echoed everywhere, growing ever louder. The chant resounded across the land, spreading to the very edges of heaven and earth.

The spiritual ginseng ran to Letian's side, pried open his mouth with great effort, and spat a mouthful of spiritual liquid into him. Feeling it wasn't enough, the ginseng plucked two of its own roots and fed them to Letian. The pain made the ginseng dart in circles around the ice toad and the white tiger.

With Iman’s arrival, the siblings gained a new playmate and couldn't have been happier. Old Master Yao warned them every day not to distract Sister Manman from her important affairs.