r18novel Chapter 155 If I lose, I'll give you this.
Chapter 155 If I lose, I'll give you this.
Chapter 155 If I lose, I'll give you this.
"What a magnificent celestial palace!" Just like every mortal who comes to worship for the first time, Duan Yu and his group also expressed their heartfelt admiration after gazing up at the magnificent scene of the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Palace.
The palace stands atop a high mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, making it difficult to see clearly. Only a few pavilions and towers can be vaguely discerned, like a mirage hidden behind the clouds.
"Mother, Russell is waiting for you up there. Let's go up quickly." Mu Wanqing pulled Qin Hongmian's arm, her voice filled with urgency, eager to introduce her beloved to her mother.
Qin Hongmian nodded blankly, her mind still a little fuzzy. She had been worried that her maid had been deceived after receiving the letter, but now she was stunned by what she saw.
Now, she only had one question on her mind: how did Russell come to like her daughter? Was she worthy of her?
"Miss Mu," Duan Yu, now recognizing his old acquaintance as his half-sister, stepped forward with newfound courage and asked curiously, "What was that dragon all about? Does your Heavenly Palace, like the legendary Dragon-Taming Clan, raise dragons?"
"You'll have to ask Russell about that." With that, Mu Wanqing raised her hand and whistled, the sound clear and crisp, carrying far on the mountain breeze.
A moment later, a golden light streaked across the distant sky and arrived in the blink of an eye, transforming into a giant roc.
"Yellow bird!" Duan Yu exclaimed in shock. He had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood, and unless he was in a situation where a woman made him lose his mind, he was a well-educated scholar who knew astronomy and geography. He recognized the species of the creature in front of him at a glance.
The yellow bird glanced at Duan Yu with the look of someone looking at a country bumpkin, then slowly lowered its body, its golden wings folded to its sides, its long neck drooping, making a bowing posture. Mu Wanqing took the lead and leaped onto the bird's back. At her call, the others also climbed onto the bird's back one after another. Once everyone was settled, the yellow bird flapped its wings and flew straight up to the sky.
If looking up at the Heavenly Palace from below evokes a sense of awe, then looking down at it from above evokes a sense of insignificance, of one's own insignificance.
The Heavenly Palace is a palace standing in the clouds.
Looking out, it covers more than a dozen peaks of varying sizes in the Tianshan Mountains, stretching far and wide, with no end in sight.
The palaces are connected by flying bridges, beneath which a sea of clouds surges, and cranes fly among the clouds, their clear calls intertwining with the distant sound of bells.
Within minutes, the yellow bird landed on the square in front of the main hall. Murong Fu and the three women, A Zhu, A Bi, and Wang Yuyan, had been waiting there. Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun, they immediately stepped forward, cupped their hands, and bowed, saying, "Your Highness Duan, I have long admired you."
Duan Zhengchun naturally recognized the famous Murong Fu of the South. After returning the greeting, he glanced at Murong Fu and nodded to himself. "Qiao Feng of the North, Murong Fu of the South, indeed lives up to their reputation. He is more than qualified to be my son-in-law."
Beside him, Ruan Xingzhu's gaze lingered on Azhu and Abi without stopping.
Knowing early on that her eldest daughter was in the Heavenly Palace, she longed for her daughter so much that she saw everyone as her daughter.
Azhu stood quietly, gentle and graceful, like a budding daffodil. This made her heart beat faster. Just as she was about to ask a question, her gaze swept over Abi beside her. This girl had bright eyes and a smile on her lips; she seemed clever and quite lovely. Alas, why couldn't they all be her daughters?
In the study of the main hall, Russell sat behind his desk.
Well, the warm pavilion is for our own people to enjoy the scenery, so naturally we can't bring such a large group of people to squeeze in.
He had just finished his conversation with Ye Fan and obtained a genuine fragment of the Daoist Scripture Wheel Sea Scroll from Ye Fan's hands. Following the methods within, it wouldn't be long before he could transform his own magical power into a heaven-covering divine power.
At that time, he will first cultivate according to the Heavenly Book to raise his own realm. After Ye Fan obtains the Great Emperor's Scripture, he will then rebuild the corresponding secret realm.
There's also the Little Yellow Dragon character card and the Golden Dragon Scales. Once the system has completely changed, he'll use these two items to refine his True Dragon form.
With a creak, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Mu Wanqing led the Duan family and the Murong family in.
Next came the much-anticipated family reunion. Those who were meant to be reunited with their relatives did so, and those who were meant to chat engaged in conversation, creating a joyous and harmonious atmosphere. Russell also met Duan Zhengchun and Qin Hongmian here, thus formally meeting their parents.
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Ruan Xingzhu finally confirmed that Azhu was her daughter. The mother and daughter hugged each other and started crying. Seeing this, Comrade Lao Duan stood awkwardly to the side, looking left at Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing, right at Ruan Xingzhu and Azhu, and then at Dao Baifeng who was standing next to him with a calm expression. He didn't know whether to comfort her or not. His expression was quite interesting.
Half an hour later, the meeting ended, and Mu Wanqing left with Duan Zhengchun and his entourage, saying that she wanted to see the wonders of the Heavenly Palace. The study then fell silent.
Duan Yu also breathed a long sigh of relief, slumped into a chair, like a fish washed ashore, finally back in the water.
He was naturally lazy, so putting on airs in front of acquaintances was torture for him.
Seeing his expression, Russell couldn't help but tease him: "Young Master Duan can't even hold on this much? What will he be like when he becomes emperor? Won't he be driven crazy by this?"
These words only made Duan Yu's expression more miserable: "Brother Luo, please stop! You're really worrying me to death! I feel like I'm living a life worse than death!"
According to Duan Yu, Russell also roughly understood that during the half year since Duan Yu returned to Dali, he spent half a day handling government affairs and the other half practicing martial arts.
Don't underestimate these two simple matters; when it comes to actually carrying them out, they are pure torture for someone like Duan Yu who can't sit still.
The latter was alright, since it was his own request, but the former was practically killing him. He had to handle government affairs, understand people's livelihoods, review official documents, meet with officials, balance the interests of all parties, support his own faction, and seize as much power as possible.
All in all, it boils down to one word: exhausting.
Russell nodded in agreement: "That must have been tough."
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That's why he didn't become emperor.
Duan Yu sighed and waved his hand, "Let's not talk about it anymore, it's all tears. Let's talk about you, Brother Luo."
He looked curiously at Russell's black robe: "Why are you wearing a black robe now? Didn't you always like white and blue clothes?"
Russell looked down at the black robe he was wearing. This robe was custom-made by Han Li, woven from some unknown spiritual silkworm silk and nanobots. It was smooth to the touch, impervious to water and fire, felt as light as a feather when worn, and could regenerate on its own. Most importantly, the lower body had been reinforced and blessed by the Emperor, so that his pants wouldn't burst open along with the robe when it exploded.
This was a last resort. He used to mainly play as a mage, and whenever he faced an enemy, he would unleash a barrage of skills, aiming to leave the enemy covered in dust and his clothes slightly dirty. But now that's no longer possible. With the arrival of the Heavenly Tyrant Body, all his skill points had to be reset. After switching to a berserker, he would have to fight and compete with the opponent for punches.
In this situation, if he were to face a strong opponent, his clothes would inevitably be torn off. It would be one thing if his upper body was torn off, but if his lower body was torn off, not only would it be unsightly, but more importantly, he was worried that his opponent would feel inferior if they saw it.
"Back then I was young and naive, always thinking about showing off. It's different now." Russell thought for a moment, then changed his posture, crossed his arms, propped up his chin, and his gaze became deep, his tone becoming solemn: "Now, all I have left is coldness and domineering."
Duan Yu stared, his mind blank for a full three seconds before he finally processed the sentence: "Huh?"
Two weeks later, after enjoying a leisurely two-week vacation, Duan Zhengchun and his companions decided not to stay any longer.
Although the Heavenly Palace was wonderful, Dali was their true home. Yes, Qin Hongmian and Ruan Xingzhu also returned to Dali together.
For various reasons, Dao Baifeng chose to turn a blind eye and pretend she didn't know anything about it.
After seeing them off, Russell returned to his peaceful life of cultivating, chatting in groups, and flipping cards with a single click.
In the following two weeks, Xiaobai went completely crazy, turning into a juice extractor who wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with Russell until they died.
Then there's Mu Wanqing, whose infatuation with Russell intensified after she reunited with her parents, and she would tease him in various ways every day.
With the two women employing such a method of intense combat, if it were Russell in the past, he would surely be trembling and clutching his back by now. Back then, he was still of the Chongyang physique, much stronger than ordinary people, but even he couldn't withstand such relentless demands day and night. Every morning when he woke up, the first thing he did wasn't to meditate and cultivate, but to slowly sit up, clutching his back, and contemplate the meaning of life.
But now it's different. His blood and energy are like the sea, surging endlessly every moment. The kidney in his body is no longer a kidney in the ordinary sense, but a king kidney.
Even though Xiaobai and Mu Wanqing used all their skills to flood Cao Cao's camp repeatedly, they were no match for him. They were always defeated and routed. The next day, they couldn't even get out of bed and could only lie on their pillows groaning.
It was only because Madam Wen, the eldest sister, was gentle and considerate that she not only did not take advantage of his misfortune, but also comforted him with a warm heart every day.
And so another fulfilling yet peaceful month passed.
Now, he has successfully stepped into the realm of the four extremes, opened up the sea of suffering and reached the other shore, nurtured gods within his five internal organs, and his four limbs correspond to the four extremes of heaven and earth, able to draw upon the power of heaven and earth with every move.
Although he was a mediocre fourth-level cultivator who hadn't even mastered his own weapon yet, and despite his physical enhancements, he was still far behind the holy sons and goddesses who had been raised by the holy land from childhood as successors and were cultivating the Great Emperor's Scriptures, there was no doubt that he had already far surpassed himself a month ago.
Furthermore, there's no rush to refine the weapon. He'll wait until Ye Fan obtains the Source Root of All Things' Mother Qi before asking him for some.
And now, it is time to embark on a new journey.
"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"
Inside Tingxuexuan, Russell stood at the door, turned around, and looked at the women behind him.
Mu Wanqing leaned against the headboard and shook her head: "I'm too weak now. If I go, I'll only be a burden."
Madam Wen also refused, saying that she was unwilling to continue her efforts and only wished to protect Wanqing and the Heavenly Palace for Russell.
Russell then looked at Xiaobai, who was huddled in the corner of the soft couch, wrapped in a thin blanket with only her face showing. When she saw Russell looking at her, she quickly waved her hand and said, "My legs are weak right now, I can't go, I can't go."
"Fine." Russell shrugged. They had initially agreed to go see the scenery of other worlds together, but now no one was going. Xiaobai had become a shut-in who just wanted to eat and wait to die.
However, it's not a big problem. By using the portal to enter other worlds, time in the original world will not flow. To them, it will just be a matter of a moment's absence.
"System, prepare the portal."
As he conjured the thought, a portal suddenly opened, leading to a chaotic void.
"I'm gone."
Stepping inside, Russell's view shifted rapidly, transforming from an antique-style room into a steel jungle of towering buildings.
Huh? It's set in an urban world, that's quite rare.
Russell sensed the surrounding spiritual energy for a moment and realized that this world was not just a simple city; it contained supernatural beings.
Could it be that I've entered Chen Beixuan's world?
In an instant, an absurd idea popped into Russell's mind, only to be quickly extinguished by him.
Pshaw! You're just scaring yourself.
However, since it's an urban fantasy world, Russell isn't in a hurry.
According to the usual tropes of novels or movies, these extraordinary events will inevitably unfold on their own soon.
Once that time comes, he will determine the world he is in and then interact with the corresponding characters in the story.
Now?
Russell's gaze slowly fell on the arcade sign on the street corner that flashed the words "Open 24 Hours," and a slow grin spread across his face.
To be honest, he hasn't played Wazhoulu Zhengyuan in a long time, so hopefully this urban world won't disappoint him.
"Completely crippled! Completely crippled!"
Two hours later, in front of the computer in the corner, Russell listened to his teammates' barking, calmly flicked his gun, and used his revolver to snipe the sniper rifle, securing victory in the game amidst shouts of "Great shot!"
Well, it's simple, easy, and nothing special.
Russell put down the mouse, got up with satisfaction, and snapped his fingers to wake up his sleeping friend next to him.
Just kidding, he has neither an ID card nor an account number, so he must belong to someone else.
Now that he's had his fill of gaming, he plans to first find a place to get a foot massage, and then wander around this so-called H city to see if he can encounter any surprises.
Before he could even leave the arcade, a resounding shout came from the adjacent arcade: "If I lose this time, I'll give you this!"
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