Chapter 51: The Wet Nurse Wu

When Chun Nuan returned to town from the village in the warmth of spring, she found a reserved young woman in the courtyard.

“Nuan Nuan, you’re back. Come quickly, your aunt has something to tell you,” Madam Xu said, then turned to the young woman, “Please wait a moment.”

“All right,” the woman replied, blushing and somewhat uneasy, watching Madam Xu and Chun Nuan enter Zhulingling’s room.

“A wet nurse? Sent by Mrs. Zhao?” Chun Nuan wondered. During the two hours she had been away, after Gu Jingfeng responded, the couple had decided to send their child to Lady Shen for care for a while. The journey was long, and with the impending war, it was uncertain; bringing a child along was simply inconvenient.

Originally, the sky had been blood-red, but it quickly returned to its natural blue, with sunlight bathing the land.

The chaotic beast eyed the azure-glazed abode fiercely. Given the current circumstances, it was impossible to confront it head-on. Naturally, it flipped and dodged from its original position, evading the strike.

After all, the sword-wielding hero was a disciple of the Tang government. It would be improper to attack the guards recklessly; if their master, Cheng Yaojin, heard of such wild behavior, it would not bode well.

This was the measure of a proper lineage’s inheritance: the legacy was valued for quality, not quantity. As long as one intelligent successor inherited the mantle, it was enough; more would serve no purpose.

Of course, some of the older generation knew this elder, including Zhuang Qingyuan and Zhang Haoping.

Qi Tianshou had been completely misled by the system, his thoughts drifting elsewhere. His urgent task now was to build a fortress—a city worthy of his title as king.

They were old acquaintances of Lü Dongbin, but compared to them, Lü Dongbin’s talent was truly exceptional.

Sun Wukong nodded in agreement, but inwardly puzzled—how did his master understand his realm so precisely?

With so many people, Su Yunliang simply gathered the others into the Bodhi Secret Realm and, together with Shen Qinghong, teleported into the inner city.

After a commotion, Mumu suddenly dashed out from the guest room upstairs, rolling twice before landing safely.

Casually controlling the aircraft, Yu Han raised an eyebrow and said, “This is an airplane, not an electric bike, motorcycle, or car you see everywhere.” Even if he wanted to touch it, there was nowhere to do so.

“Young master!” Several retainers watched with delight as the young master landed steadily on the lake’s surface without sinking.

Back in the day, Bai Lang had been very obedient, adhering to ethics. Everyone knew the power of the Bai family—so vast that even matters of state, big or small, had to go through them. Even without proof, it was hard not to believe.

Watching Mi Duo play with Yu Han’s arm, Ji Yan’s expression darkened once more. He forced a smile and said, “Heh, long time no see.” Opening his mouth, he had wanted to say more to Yu Han, but only saw Yu Han smile fondly at Mi Duo before turning away silently.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni bore the entire brunt, and the collapsing ground with countless boulders buried him beneath a kilometer of earth.

Holding Wang Yi’s body, it began to decay little by little. With each bit of decay, the skeletal form became more complete.

Grandmaster Guangyuan was slightly angered but maintained a respectful demeanor, bowing deeply. “Senior uncle is correct. The junior brother has been busy with trivial matters, so the future…”

From afar, the great beings of Yaqiukas understood that the battle they did not yet know the reason for had drawn to a close. They witnessed a storm of combat the likes of which they had never seen before.

“We have been dispatched by our elders and heard that Daoist Li Rao came to the Motu Mountains to gather the Yin-Yang old monsters. We have come to offer our humble assistance,” Zhong Jiaming said, bowing.

But she was not one to seek indulgence. Seeing Gu Kun’s infatuated expression, Yun Tiange sneered in his heart. The seven-colored musical energy source within his recognition sea had fused into one, transforming into a pure, colorless fountain. Yun Tiange could feel that this power was extraordinarily strong.