Chapter 56: Secret Manual for Raising Peacocks

The construction team settled into the village.
The very next day, several people came to Jiang Cha’s house, chattering noisily in the courtyard early in the morning.
Jiang Cha had not yet woken up, and she walked out into the yard with her hair in a mess.
"Who is it, making such a racket in my house so early in the morning!"
Right after that, she saw Song Bo leading a few strange men, wandering around her house, taking a tour, and discussing something while surrounding the green peacock.
Jiang Cha could not help but freeze in surprise.
Many days ago, the young man was full of passionate zeal, setting out to save the world. He firmly believed that everything in the world could be bright and good, and he firmly believed that everyone in the world shared his unwavering faith. Therefore, the youth was fearless, intrepid, and never compromising. In his eyes, all things in the world could be clearly distinguished—white was white, and black was black.
Chen Yang tapped his fingers on the tabletop, looking at Baird with a cold sneer, and gave no reply.
They were standing too close, mere inches apart, close enough to smell the scent of each other and hear the beating of each other's hearts.
Xiao Peng did not dare to be negligent either. He likewise soared upward, his eyes rapidly becoming dazed and hollow. The Pure Heart Incantation had been applied, and the Abyss Rainbow Sword slowly rose, transforming into a scorching and brilliant crimson ball of light that illuminated half the sky. Even the edges of the dark clouds above seemed to be edged with light.
Although, strictly speaking in terms of the Dao of Tai Chi, Xiao Peng’s understanding might not be as deep as his own, many of Xiao Peng’s perspectives allowed him to experience sudden enlightenment and make connections across different subjects in certain areas. Therefore, he now truly regarded Xiao Peng as an equal.
"I'd say at least over ten thousand elite players. He understands our strength, and we understand his; he has that kind of capability," Prodigal Without Return said with confidence.
By the time Xiao Peng reached this point, further explanation was basically unnecessary. What kind of existence the Three Elements Palace was was perfectly clear to both Eyebrow-White, the Queen Mother of the West, and the King Father of the East. Since the Sun and Moon Golden Wheels had fallen into Xiao Peng’s hands, Xuan Tianzong had naturally failed.
Gao Feng looked at Dingbaixue with a calm expression and said, "Your analysis makes sense. Based on the information currently at hand, Zuo Hui's suspicion is indeed very high, and it is also extremely likely that he hired someone to commit murder."
It was the voice of an elderly man. At first, Ning Xiguang thought it was Old Uncle Meng, but after listening closer, she realized it wasn't him; Old Uncle Meng's voice was much louder.
Elder Mingzhu did not say much more. She directly employed divine powers, leading the three people, one horse, and one sword as they rode the mists and clouds toward Qing Peak above the Thirty-Six Peaks. The other elders followed closely on either side.
"We've already gone this deep, Professor Ye is probably looking in the wrong place, isn't he?" Koji Nakano said flatly.
What Chen Yuyue saw and heard in the Li family made him feel increasingly bewildered and elusive. He felt as though he had placed himself right inside a massive riddle, and none of the information in his mind could be connected together.
The subordinates knelt before the Bald Eagle, kowtowing and begging for mercy, and then knelt and begged for mercy before Bai Kai, but the two men remained entirely indifferent.
When Angela heard Zhang Fan say this, although she was somewhat tired, she decided to continue her story.
"This place probably can't be stayed in any longer! I'm sorry, Brother Li Mang! I did my best!" Chen Yuyue said with utter helplessness.
Regarding the practical operation training for the mechas, it was decided to use a virtual combat simulator for hellish training, teaching these individuals how to operate the mechas. Combined with a certain degree of artificial intelligence, they should barely be able to manage the controls.
Yet, just a few steps after she ran out, the ground beneath her feet transformed into magma, and a surge of fiery *yang* energy enveloped her, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.
The tiles fired in the earthen kiln were thick and filled with air bubbles, and their color tinged with the yellow of mud. They were produced through very crude craftsmanship, entirely fitting for the methods of rural mountain folk in the past.
Zhou Jun nodded, tacitly confirming my words. Blood was the spirit of all things; if they only drank blood without consuming water, it verified the true meaning of the two characters "transforming spirit" from a different angle. And the central focus I obtained from divination was the temple, which indicated that the Ghost Bodhisattva was the spirit-transforming specter we were searching for.