Nero 2077

Interviewer: "Immortal Zhou Li, could you tell us why you created the orthodox methods and forged the twelve righteous paths, condensing twelve talismans to resolve ancient and modern disputes?"
"Just to liven things up."
Interviewer: "Well, I mean, did you reorganize the Great Ming Dynasty and plant the Seven Immortal Gourds based on the laws of myriad spirits, brewing the Spring of Spirit Qi for the glory of mankind or...?"
"Just to really liven things up."
Interviewer: "No, Immortal Zhou Li, I feel that you've done so much for humanity, for the Immortal Realm, and for Da Ming. Your purpose and starting point should be a bit more noble, such as...?"
"Enough already, can't you see? I just wanted to bring some entertainment to the spiritually impoverished Great Ming Dynasty and everyone in the Cultivation World. Here, let's liven things up for everyone."
The white-robed immortal pointed a finger, and alongside him, a chaotic and ferocious Ancient God swung indescribable and bizarre tendrils. Then, with a surge forward followed by a backflip, it landed stylishly, all the while muttering the delirious ramblings of an Ancient God.
【Damn, let's go, ignore it!】
"No fun? Who would cultivate without any fun?"

Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World

The Night Slash Blade was the designated weapon of the Three Thousand Camp.


Long ago, on the day she received this gift, Zhu Qianyun felt the tenderness from the camp towards her. She treasured this blade and saw it as the Prince of Han's expectation of her.


From then on, the blade seldom left Zhu Qianyun's side. In her heart, a daughter could adhere to female virtues, marry someone else, and educate her children.


She could also take up a sword, mount a horse, slay the enemy, and defend the nation.


Zhu Qianyun believed this was the Prince of Han's recognition of her. Recognition that she need not be confined to the manor for life, that she could follow the aspirations of her heart, unfettered by the threads of convention.


And today, all the bindings that held her had been personally severed by the Prince of Han. Just like that, new threads appeared on Zhu Qianyun.


Since when had the Prince of Han been laying the groundwork for this day?


Chapter 452: Taiying's Fright