If she dares to object, I’ll give her a slap, and if she continues to shout, she won’t even get a seat at the dining table!"
Xu Zirong’s eye twitched, "You, with your Dragon Sinews and Tiger Bones, and as a Four Cultivation Grandmaster, it’s easy for you to talk like that."
I’m not even through the Skin Barrier Training yet!
"Brother Pei, I heard that when you were eighteen, you were punished by your mother to kneel in the ancestral hall because you went to the brothel to drink flower wine..."
Xu Zirong was quite unconvinced.
"You can’t compare a mother to a wife."
Pei Yuanqing asserted stoutly.
"I’d better go back to Black River County with Brother Bai; Yihai Prefecture is not a place to linger."
Xu Zirong was speechless and planned to pack up early and sneak away.
"Your Commandery Princess lady looks decent. Though she is a bit fierce, she’s well-built and good for childbearing!
Xu the Second, why not go along with it, so your father won’t worry."
Pei Yuanqing, adhering to the principle of "better to dismantle a temple than a marriage," took on the rare role of peacemaker.
"Brother Pei, I really can’t agree with your taste in women!
Marrying a wife is not the same as having a brother; what’s the use of her having such strong muscles and bones... Besides, I have someone in mind!"
Xu Zirong was resolute; he had grown up under the fists of his elder sister, and now that he had finally made it, he wouldn’t marry another tigress only to become the subordinate again.
This life is unlivable!
"You don’t understand. Women with slender arms and legs are uninteresting; it has to be someone nine feet tall, who can have horses galloping on her shoulders, can draw a strong bow of a thousand stones, and wrestle with giant dragons and pythons, that’s exciting!"
Pei Yuanqing stroked his chin and chuckled.
"You two seem to be quite leisurely, having a good chat here."
Bai Qi listened for a while, not impressed with either’s tastes.
He changed into a fitted, waist-cinching profound robe, looking energetic, sitting boldly in the main hall, waiting for good news.
"Brother Bai, what’s your preference?"
Pei Yuanqing turned his head to ask.
"If a woman looks down and can’t see her toes, she’s already a peerless beauty."
Bai Qi replied casually.
"What does that mean?"
Xu Zirong didn’t understand.
Pei Yuanqing, who after all had experience with brothels and merry affairs, understood and smiled knowingly.
"Brother Bai understands the subtleties."
Bai Qi waved his hand modestly:
"Not as much as Brother Pei."
The two exchanged glances, understanding each other, leaving Xu Zirong looking back and forth, seemingly puzzled.
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...
"You get to know each other through fighting, Little Daoist indeed has an air of a hero."
Mo Tian Sheng controlled the boundless void, breaking through a hundred-zhang high sea of clouds, gazing down at the Dragon Tooth Battleship below.
"At this critical moment, people from the Divine Capital Central Hub are coming. Could it be that the Fallen Immortal Mansion is truly about to emerge? The Sect Leader sending Junior Brother Chunyu down the mountain with the Nanming Li Fire, does he also have his own considerations?"
He sat cross-legged, the Sword Gang traversing back and forth like a dragon, covering a radius of several miles.
It was truly a magnificent sight!
"No matter what, as long as I’m stationed here, they can forget about causing any trouble!"
Mo Tian Sheng’s eyes slightly closed, with sword light traversing the void, slicing through layers of the world, his whole body breathing and assimilating the Metal Essence Qi.
A Divine Power Giant, no longer of the ordinary class, could live without grains, without elixirs, solely supplementing the body with rare wonders of the world and various essences.
...
...
Inside the Dragon Tooth Battleship, a figure in a bright red robe tiptoed into the topmost hall.
It was hard to imagine that such a magnificent temple, filled with gold and jade, honoring deities, could be built on a giant ship flying through the sky.
On all sides stood pillars embracing several people wide, with the interior laid and built up with stone and copper, giving a solemn and ancient feeling.
Stepping over the threshold and walking inside, one could faintly hear the lingering echoes of chanting, with obscure and difficult phonetics reverberating through the rhythms of a song.
Reaching the deepest fourth grand hall, the red robe held their breath, bowed their head, only daring to stare at their shoes.
"I have carefully checked the Fish Scale Atlas, verified Bai Qilang’s birth date, and had the Observatory Tower calculate multiple times.
He and Kou Ni should have no connections, age and background don’t match."
The red robe bent down, seemingly wanting to bow to the ground.
"Zhou Jue Daoist Official of the North Study has this concern, and it’s normal. Kou Qiuyue was the biggest traitor in the Dragon Court over four hundred years.
His allegiance to the Turbid Tide was one thing, but coveting the Fallen Immortal Mansion is another; after all, in the Red County Divine Land, who can be sure of their steadfast Dao heart, never to be tempted by immortality.
As for that thousand-year-old Immortal Sword, not only Kou Ni but even His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, and the unattached Lord Sect Leader of the Five Directions Emperor Palace all covet it.
But he absolutely shouldn’t have let his ambition run wild to the point of touching the reverse scale of the Dragon Court!"
In the fourth temple, incense smoke intertwined, coiling like a snake, forming a canopy.
Underneath sat a purple-robed Daoist, with a face like jade, gender indistinct.
"Changxiaozi, do you know what heinous crimes Kou Ni committed that made the Supreme Emperor, the Five Directions Emperor Palace, the Observatory Tower, Nine Prisons Mountain... all come forward to force Yan Xin to clean house?"
Changxiaozi in the red robe just wanted to cover his ears, afraid that knowing such secrets might bring disaster.
"Look at your reaction, it’s just old news. Kou Ni wanted to recite the Daoist Register of the Fallen Immortal, to awaken it and cause chaos in the world!"
Changxiaozi froze, then couldn’t help but gasp.
He, as the Commanding Daoist Official of the Seal and Ribbon Bureau, naturally knew what this meant.
It’s well known that a person’s name inherently contains profound mystery.
It represents an aspect of a great Dao, equivalent to a form of existence, capable of influencing fate and destiny.
To name is to define oneself!
This is the reasoning.
Therefore, a baby is named upon birth, and the name of an elder is engraved upon burial.