Full-time Creation Master

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"I do love you a little!"

Li Muyang spoke as if he were a third party, "Because before I got married, I wasn't particularly outstanding. Although my father and brothers were raising me as a tool for marriage alliances, they loved me very much. In addition, women have to get married sooner or later, so I didn't have any thoughts at first!"

Later, I married you, a husband from a fairy tale who rides a celestial horse and treads on colorful auspicious clouds!

Perfectly meets expectations, and life is great!

"Although there was no honeymoon or anything!" Li Muyang said with a hint of regret, "I've been used to having many male concubines and women left alone since I was little, so I don't find it strange!"

"Later on, I received education from people sent by my family about 'competing for favor' and 'the treacherous tricks of the harem';

Partly because of you!

Once the novelty wears off, I can only see you once a month during my reproductive period, and that's when I can see other women!

Sorrow, sadness, loneliness, jealousy falling from heaven...

The feminism movement, which was originally intended to mislead the lower classes, has ended up attacking itself!

"so?"

"So I thought, I'll rebel just this once!" Li Muyang breathed a sigh of relief, as if the story was over!

As Chu Ming watched the killing move gradually take shape on the chessboard, he suddenly gathered the pieces into the box.

"The guards on this villa will be removed tonight."

As he stood up, the corner of his sleeve swept across the table, scattering a black chess piece. "Since you're unwilling to be a caged bird in an arranged marriage, then I'll set you free!"

"I told you before I married you that there's a difference between deception and a peaceful parting!"

"This time, you should thank Bai Rou!"

Li Muyang watched his departing figure and slowly picked up the black piece.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, casting crisscrossing shadows on the chessboard like an invisible net.

She suddenly remembered her mother holding her hand before she was taken off the bed and saying, "Living is more important than anything else."

It turns out that living is nothing more than learning to reconcile with fate within a dignified cage.

Do you regret it?

Li Muyang answered his own question, "It seems... a little bit!"

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The White Lotus Sect's headquarters is hidden deep within Lotus Peak, one of the seventy-two peaks of Huangshan Mountain. The entire mountain has been hollowed out to form a nine-story pavilion.

The outer layer is covered with black iron rock that can absorb magic power, and from a distance, only the gray-brown mountain walls are visible.

Only the stone gate at the foot of the mountain, inscribed with "White Lotus Sacred Realm," was faintly visible in the clouds and mist.

Nine iron chain bridges hang on a hundred-foot cliff outside the mountain gate, with swirling miasma below.

It is said to have been tempered with "Spirit Transformation Water," which can corrode spiritual power—a natural barrier left behind by the White Lotus Sect a hundred years ago when it fought against the imperial court's encirclement and suppression, but now it has become a cage that traps them.

The council hall is located on the seventh floor, with thirty-six luminous pearls embedded in the dome, illuminating the hall as if it were daytime.

Eight dragon-shaped pillars are wrapped with chains as thick as a real person's arm, and the links are engraved with runes that suppress the spirit and restrict space.

At this moment, sandalwood incense rose gently from the three-legged cauldron, mingling with the steam from the tea that splashed out when Xuan Chen smashed the teacup, condensing into an eerie vortex in the halo of the glass lamp.

"fart!"

The White Lotus Sect's Grand Elder slammed his hand on the octagonal table, causing the jade slab inlaid on the tabletop to crack.

His snow-white robe, embroidered with golden lotus flowers on the cuffs, now bore several scorch marks from the boiling tea.

The bulging veins beneath revealed his spiritual power—this was a super-level water mage whose spiritual power had reached the peak of the 8th realm.

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and the silver strands on his whisk stood up.

"Bai Rou's death was suspicious!"

It was clearly Zhao Ye who colluded with the evil people of Black Wind Stronghold!

"We, the faction that offered amnesty, sent them freshly picked Yunwu tea just three days ago. Why is it that 'failure to protect them' is being blamed on us?!"

The seven "recruitment faction" elders behind him all exuded a solemn aura.

With the Emperor White Lotus as their 'ancestor,' even the slightest hint of leftovers could elevate the mental and magical abilities of the high-ranking members to levels below forbidden spells!

"Fortresses are always breached from within!"

"Even our impregnable defenses are only known to those within the ranks!"

Although Mo Feng, who was only fifty years old, was already a high-level lightning mage at the sixth level of spiritual power, the veins on the back of his hand holding the whisk were bulging: "Master!"

Last month, we intercepted the secret letter between the deposed Holy Son and ****!

You insisted on condoning evil out of consideration for the father-son and teacher-student relationship, but now that Chu Ming is truly enraged, we won't take the blame!

"Impossible!" The faction of the Holy Son, or rather the faction of the cult leader, the father and son, still managed to find someone to take the blame.

Chu Ming's purges are notorious, not only internally but also externally!

This scapegoating absolutely must be shirked!

And so, aside from the cult leader acting as referee, the neutral faction, the "co-opting faction," and the "opposition faction," they argued fiercely...

The leader sat regally on a platinum lotus throne, his crane cloak woven from thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk, gleaming faintly silver under the lamplight.

He stroked his three long wisps of beard, and a hint of sorrow was hidden in his seemingly calm eyes.

I'm just a dutiful city lord, how did I suddenly get caught up in this mess?

Gently run your fingers along the rim of the teacup

Gently run your fingers along the rim of the teacup The soft clinking of the celadon cup lids was particularly jarring in the noisy hall: "Elder, please calm down. Chu Ming is furious, and someone has to take responsibility."

but........."

Before he finished speaking, a red light suddenly flashed on the dark pattern on his sleeve; it was a communication talisman for contacting the sentries down the mountain.

In the shadows on the west side, Zhao Ye, who had been stripped of his position as Holy Son after the sudden emergence of the Holy Maiden Bai Rou and Chu Ming, leaned against the dragon pillar.

He changed back into the holy son's robes, only revealing several hideous scars on his neck. These were the scars he had left when he fought the Rock Giant Monarch one-on-one to prove that he was also a T0 genius who was no less than anyone else. He was beaten and forced to flee in a sorry state!

But at this moment, the fire mage, whose spiritual power was at its peak, had a mad flame burning in his eyes: "Take responsibility?"

A bunch of cowards!

Bai Rou is dead, but we have secretly taken her scattered wisps of soul, which are perfect for making the World-Destroying Black Lotus!

Now is the perfect time for my sect to regain its prestige!

So what about Chu Ming?

He's just a fool who got tripped up by a woman!

He suddenly stood up straight, the jade pendant at his waist emitting a faint green light. "I have contacted the people of the Exterminate Ming Alliance. As long as we kill Chu Ming together, our White Lotus Sect will be great again!"

It wouldn't be impossible to transform the entire area into a Buddhist kingdom, just like that crazy old woman, Sarang of the Black Vatican!

Even the White Lotus Mother couldn't...

"Shut up! You idiot!" The cult leader's father was so angry that he pointed his whisk directly at Zhao Ye's face, the silver threads cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Slap, slap, a few blows, it was a real hit!

He was encouraged by others to be a scapegoat without realizing it, and he was arrogant, selfish, and short-sighted!

Another possibility is that it will transform into a Buddhist kingdom on earth?

You stupid son!

Even the White Lotus Sovereign doesn't want us to break the forbidden spell, and the methods he passed down are all incomplete and fragmented...

Most importantly, where do you get the confidence to break the forbidden spell?

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