Chapter 57: My Noodles Taste Amazing

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Upon seeing Li Shuyu’s condition, Wang Lei introduced an advanced gaming device called the Game Pod, which allowed continuous gameplay inside—it only required replenishing nutrient solution. However, Shui Men’s identity was somewhat special; he served as the intelligence courier for the offensive against the Wind Kingdom and had a distinguished combat record. Most importantly, three of the four held him in high regard.

A clear, ethereal voice echoed in the air: “The sufferings of birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, encountering the unloved, and unfulfilled desires—Buddha spoke of eight sufferings. Why do I bear five of them? My life has essentially been a history of suffering; I have wandered aimlessly, unable to find peace even facing death.”

“I understand. Next time, I will truly try harder,” Qian You said firmly, lifting her head.

That day, everyone waited in the house for the arrival of the previous leader, from morning until afternoon. In the afternoon, Bei Luoshi Men couldn’t help but ask at Ping Xin’s place where the young master had gone. Only then was he told that the young master had hit his head in the wine cellar and had already returned home.

“Wait a bit longer. The three are too scattered. If we attempt capture now, it would very likely cause chaos,” Huo Qingsong said calmly, though his tightly clenched hands betrayed his inner unrest.

The presence of the skeletal warrior proved Old Sha was telling the truth. Yet, the absence of a large hole could not confirm that the opponent was an undead risen from the buried city. Especially since there was no chance to explore further, this was hard to accept for those seeking more liberty.

Chen Langya nodded but secretly disparaged the pair of lively master and apprentice; they had just been fighting over a chicken leg, yet now suddenly devoted themselves to Buddhism. However, Chen Langya was mostly curious about them. Today, within West Lake, he had encountered two groups, both mysterious.

“If your village has no talented children, and you want me to stay, I wouldn’t even stay. Is there anything in this poor village worth coveting? Your shabby village wanting me to stay—I don’t even want to,” Man Niu said unhappily.

The gentle palm at the back of his head and soft words instantly made his heart leap to his throat.

Looking at the man before him, who attended Old Xu’s birthday banquet, he was surely an important figure. His suit spoke volumes, and the tone in which he spoke earlier sent chills down his spine.

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Juekong’s face suddenly changed as he looked at the freshly stabilized instance rift.

In his deeply rooted belief, strength determines everything; the weak must submit to the strong.

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A playful smile curled at the opponent’s lips. Though the spear pierced through his body, Xu Qiu felt it wasn’t enough; in the blink of an eye, he unleashed another set of Dragon Subduing Palms.

Clearly, Jingxiang’s mother could still hold a normal conversation over the phone, though she gave off a somewhat cold impression.

“Wu Lili, be reasonable! Why is she upset? Just because she saw the rightful person return? She enjoys someone else’s life, but when that person suffers outside, why don’t you say anything!” Han Dong protested stubbornly.

They wanted the truth, so they had already begun pressuring the organizers of the college entrance exam theme song competition.

“Nanxi, did you go traveling? They’re all out of Beijing; it’s no fun at all. Wherever you are, I’ll come find you,” commented Zhong Jiatong.

Their conversation was interrupted by the waiter. Looking at the exquisite dishes, each served on unique plates, she had been hungry all night. Tempted by the food, she had no mind for anything else—people need to eat first, then handle other matters.

Lü Yi was equally unreserved, grabbing Xuan’er firmly while pulling a cup of lemon water from his bag and handing it to Ashui, who eagerly stabbed the straw and took a hearty sip.

Chen Yun was unaware of the Lu family’s affairs. She had originally planned to meet a partner with Lu Zhen, but halfway there, Lu Zhen suddenly changed his mind and went to the airport.

In the evening, Longtan Park was still quite crowded, mostly elderly men and women out for a stroll.

However, after just the first trial, Senior Brother Zhang Wanzhi prematurely activated the ultimate test, skipping several intermediate trials, causing the overall strength of the Zen Heart Realm to lag behind.

“Alright, husband, I understand,” Ma Yunlu said, recalling the customs of the Northwest Muslim community.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan realized his guess was correct: this woman had yet to uncover his true identity.

But with the Immortal Arts Association promoting a cultivation skill assessment system, everyone now only recognized skill certificates issued by it, greatly reducing similar disputes.

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Green’s defense was solid and judgment precise, but when Ye Huan leapt up, he could only watch helplessly.

So when she heard that Chen Erzhu dared to disrespect Xiao Zhantian, she immediately began scolding him.

Sheng Aiji rejoiced at home; the entire Shanghai street resembled a festival, filled with celebrations and fireworks.

Many times, the black-clad young assassin nearly caught Ye Wuchen, yet he always escaped.

Just now, he thought Fang Xuan and Master Wang were unyielding types, but now, it seemed they had to bow obediently.

Recall ten years ago, at the birth of Xing’er, when Xuanyuan and the nations of Jiuzhou were embroiled in war. To protect their homeland, she left her infant to fight alongside her husband on the battlefield.

He sprang into the air, dodging the spear’s tip with a somersault. His left hand suddenly grasped the spear, forcefully pulling it back. The spear bent sharply in an instant, forming a powerful reverse thrust, then flicked forward, aiming directly at Guo Shaoyu’s chest.

Especially Feng Wuhen and Zeng Lang, both had mastered the “Shrinking Land to Inches” skill, quite advanced though not matching the eccentric old man’s level but far surpassing Li Piaoyi, who also excelled in lightness skills. Among the thirteen companions, only Ai Chonglang was superior.

Later, he only needed to verify through Sima Hong that none of the palace maids had died and come back to life more than once.

Upon inquiry, he learned the difference between the two kitchens: the left was the general kitchen, serving regular meals, while the right, though stocked with rare delicacies and medicinal ingredients, allocated dining rights monthly based on disciples’ previous month’s assessment scores. High-performing disciples had about twenty meals a month.