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The Legend of Immortal Cultivation

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Xiao Duan The Talented Scholar · Oriental
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Chapter 143: Welcome_1

The fourth Wen finally managed to calm himself down, only after he rushed all the way to Zhang Xiaohu's small house and saw Zhang Xiaohua sound asleep on the Kang (Heated Brick Bed) with his own eyes. Then, he genuinely relaxed.

Playing with his already sparse beard, he nodded repeatedly, smiling as bright as a blooming flower. He said, "Good, good, good."

Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled by the several praises in a row and didn't know if it was because Zhang Xiaohua was alive or because they saved ten thousand silver coins.

Thinking about the thick stack of silver banknotes, Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help but feel envious. That was a huge sum of money! How great would it be if it was his? However, looking at his sleeping younger brother's sweet smile, this happiness made his heart warm. No amount of silver banknotes, not even a mountain of gold, could make him exchange that.

After Wen the Fourth said the word "good" a few times, he stopped talking and stood there in silence.