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

Under the dim night sky, Zhou Li contemplated with a pensive look, and so did Tang Wan. The air between them was filled with an aura of wisdom. After a long while, Zhou Li raised his head and said softly,


"Do you think eunuchs really get both their balls cut off?"


Tang Wan nodded, speaking gravely, "If not, they might still retain some functionality. Have you heard of Lao Ai?"


"Right, I suspect he's a prime example of one who wasn't cut cleanly. He must have lost his suspension but found a way to restore it and continued using it."


"So, do you think it's the suspension controlling the balls, or the balls controlling the suspension?"


This question, akin to one of the three great philosophical inquiries of life, stumped Tang Wan. After a lengthy silence, Tang Wan lifted his head and said with sorrow,


"Yeah, do my balls control my suspension, or does my suspension control my balls?"


Chapter 64: The Four Mahjong Tiles