r18novel Chapter 39 Perfect - Ishimura Welcomes Guests, the Little Loli is Pretty Good
Chapter 39 Perfect - Ishimura Welcomes Guests, the Little Loli is Pretty Good
a perfect world.
Stone Village.
In the beginning of time, the Supreme Ruler established the imperial system, and the proper moral order was established...
The village elder teaches the children moral lessons every day.
Alibaba, Mama Haha, Gulnazar, Black Gulnazar...
Lu Sheng, on the other hand, would make up jokes every day and occasionally tell dark fairy tales.
Occasionally, I would rub against the willow tree to see if I could scrape off some powder to make tea.
If all else fails, pour water onto the tree trunk, let it soak in the water, and then collect the water.
However, things have become more difficult in the last two years. Liu Shen is becoming more and more energetic, unlike before when she was left to do whatever she wanted.
Anyway, Lu Sheng has always been thick-skinned. If the old clan leader wasn't watching, he would just set up a tent next to Liu Shen and lick it a couple of times before going to sleep to help him fall asleep.
Why bother with saving face when it comes to becoming an immortal?
Lu Sheng complained bitterly, "Sigh, still moving blood, still moving blood, so frustrating."
Laying the foundation is a troublesome task.
There's already a future where he's constantly taking drugs to level up, and he needs to work hard to replenish his health, otherwise he'll die from exhaustion.
Even Liu Shen said that there are great benefits to reaching the extreme realm. Even someone as powerful as the Desolate Heavenly Emperor is diligently training his physical body on the sidelines.
It's okay if he goes a little slower; he's not greedy.
Set a small goal: retire at sixty. No, I mean become an emperor at sixty.
He wasn't ambitious; he just followed in Lao Huang's footsteps, saving himself as much effort as possible.
Giving up is an attitude; he thinks he can give up even more.
Soon, cultivators from a large tribe with tens of millions of people will come to offer their heads; let's pick up the corpses first to please ourselves.
Whether your cultivation is a fraction faster or slower doesn't matter; the fun is a must.
If you don't have fun, it's like you're dead.
Two days later, one group after another of powerful individuals set off into the depths of the mountains in search of the mountain treasure.
A prince or nobleman riding on a dragon passed by Stone Village and his eyes lit up when he saw the charred willow tree after being struck by lightning.
"If it's still alive after all this, it must be a treasure. Nobody can take it from me."
Five- or six-year-old Jiaopeng jumped down from a height of more than ten meters, his eyes filled with determination.
There was also Zishan Kun from the Zishan Clan and Lei Mingyuan from the Lei Clan, a few little brats got into a fight.
They all used the special techniques of their respective tribes.
The Thunder Clan youth's punch unleashed a fierce bird of lightning, the Purple Mountain Kun transformed into a purple sun that nurtured fire scales, and the Flood Dragon's attack burst forth with dragon-like patterns.
The three little brats fought back and forth, until the main road was about to be destroyed.
Lu Sheng, who was watering the willow tree:.......
"Get lost, you bunch of brats! Don't bother me while I'm watering the willow tree. You think you're worthy? The willow tree won't even let me suck on a willow branch, let alone you!"
Lu Sheng kicked them all away, one by one.
Three young prodigies were defeated by an older youth.
One of the dragons roared in fury, "Where did this wild brat come from? You're asking for death!"
Lu Sheng: ?
Is being mentally challenged an epidemic these days?
Like chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?
"I can't be bothered arguing with a brat like you. Who do you think you are? What kind of bloodline do you have? You think you can compare to me?"
Lu Sheng looked down on him, his face full of disdain.
Despite his playful antics, in this life, he is a true descendant of a Celestial King.
If the Seven Kings of the Borderlands were even a little more selfish, he would have already become a superhuman by now.
Jiaopeng was furious and angrily retorted, "How dare a country bumpkin talk about bloodlines!"
The tribal leaders behind them stopped Jiao Peng, their faces turning pale with shock after Lu Sheng mentioned the name of Liu Shen.
The word "god" is not used casually when it comes to sacrificial spirits.
Not everyone dares to call themselves a god.
Many of the creatures that serve as sacrificial spirits among humans are related to gods, or are even descendants of gods. How dare they claim to be gods without igniting the divine fire?
An adult from the Zishan tribe asked, "Are you sure it truly accepts the title of god?"
Lu Sheng scoffed, "You're making a fuss over nothing. A bumpkin is a bumpkin, ignorant as he is. The Willow God is the Willow God. Do you think the Willow God is some useless sacrificial spirit from your place?"
Some of the tribe members were very angry. How dare a little kid from such a small village in this remote mountain valley look down on them?
However, the adults were very cautious. With such a big tone, and daring to give the sacrificial spirit the name of a god, could it be that this is really a reclusive clan living in the mountains?
Zishan Shou cautiously asked, "We are weary from our journey; would it be possible for us to stay in the village for a few nights?"
They wanted to stay and investigate.
This willow tree offering to the spirits is truly extraordinary.
"No problem, just pay up. Our Stone Village has limited rooms, so bring out whatever spiritual herbs or precious blood you have. If you really don't have the money, you can even offer this old dragon as a sacrifice to our Willow God."
Lu Sheng glanced sideways at the old dragon of the Jiao Clan and said indifferently, "A few days ago, our God Liu ate a sacrificial spirit old wolf, and his spirits have improved a lot. Your dragon looks quite savory too."
The people of the large tribe were shocked; eating the sacrificial spirit was an extremely horrifying thing.
The dragon clan was furious, as this was undoubtedly a provocation. However, the other clans intervened to stop the fight, and the dragon clan wanted to stay and investigate the secrets of the village.
This group did not believe Lu Sheng's one-sided story. They put on a friendly demeanor and invited the men, women, and children of the village to talk and inquire about the news.
Lei Yunkun of the Lei Clan took out a jar of spirit flowers, brewed tea for the guests, and took the opportunity to extract information from them.
Little Shi Hao also came out out of curiosity and started discussing with the two little girls from Yuntian Palace which milk tasted best.
Drinking milk is good; it makes you strong.
The secret to the Desolate Emperor's rise to power lies within this.
A group of people refuse to drink milk for the sake of saving face, which is why their growth rate can't keep up.
"Flavored yogurt made with animal milk is the real deal."
Little Shi Hao and the two little girls had a passionate discussion, and their speaking habits were gradually being influenced by Lu Sheng.
The answer is yyds.
When drinking milk, choose Bai Shou brand yogurt.
It has a delicious sweet and sour taste.
Shi Hao, who has been exceptionally gifted since childhood, specially prepared a small jar for the two little girls to taste. What a beast!
Oh, Shi Hao is even younger than the little girl, then it's alright.
Those two little girls are the real beasts.
The big loli crushes the little one.
The demonic mind begins to activate.
Lu Sheng shook his head and smiled as he saw several tribesmen asking around for information.
It's good to get information, but I'm afraid you'll really be scared.
Otherwise, how would he pick up the corpse?
Several hours later, a group of shrewd and clever members of the large tribe finally uncovered the truth of the matter.
This is a poor village; the spirit that was sacrificed fell from the sky decades ago.
There are no strong people in the village.
Recently, a villager found a Suanni (a mythical lion-like creature) on a corpse and obtained its precious bones.
Wealth is tempting, and the Suanni magic technique is extremely valuable to them as well.
Apart from the faction of the two little girls who still had some shame, the other factions all revealed greedy eyes.
But they still didn't take direct action.
Instead, they let the five- or six-year-old Jiaopeng provoke them as he pleased.
No rush. Let the outstanding students gain experience first, and then we'll take advantage of them.
Four-year-old Shi Hao and five-year-old Jiao Peng engaged in a fierce battle, almost obliterating the very Dao itself...
Without a doubt, among his peers, Prisoner is unparalleled in the world.
The Azure Scaled Eagle's magical technique transformed into an ancient demonic bird, tearing the Flood Dragon's magical technique to shreds. The two were simply not in the same league.