Chapter 117: Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Remediation

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In the blink of an eye, another year had passed. Tang Luo stepped out of his residence, glancing back at the heavy snowfall in the yard before tightening his robe.

This robe with golden patterns was a symbol of the Tang Clan’s elder patriarchs, usually stored indoors. However, it had to be worn during holiday festivals as a show of status.

At this time last year, his spiritual power was less than a thousand, but now it had reached 11567.4.

Exceeding the peak of Mortal Realm by close to two thousand points, this meant that within two more years, he would achieve the spiritual power standard of Fierce Realm: 29999 points.

After reaching the Fierce Realm, he could refine even more mortal grade stellar seeds which, with the operational system of the Star Pavilion, would once again catapult his cultivation speed.

The Concealment Technique and fusion martial arts that he was most concerned about had also found their footholds; he estimated that within at most one year, he could have results.

Everything was moving in the direction he desired. Even with Tang Luo’s maturity, he couldn’t help but feel excited.

Xiling was merely a city within Longzhou, Longzhou a region among the eight parts of Xiehe!

Since he had come to this world, how could he rest content without admiring the very finest landscapes?

If someone was destined to be unparalleled in the world, why could that someone not be him!?

With a defiant dominance, he ducked into his chariot.

Tribe annual convention, the Sect Head could not be absent.

However, compared to the bustle of past years, this year’s convention bore a different atmosphere.

Tang Zhi’s chieftain position was reserved through wartime regulations, originally meant for pre-war preparations of the Tang Clan. However, from the recent movements, the Tang Clan showed no changes, except for the Wancheng Treasure Ship setting sail to gather citizens in Chengzhou.

him more. As Tang Cunfu said, the side-branches were eager for the military technology that Tang Zhi knew, yet he remained indifferent, undoubtedly guided by

opinions about Tang Zhi all claimed to be ill. This was undoubtedly

only half of the seats were

the sect head’s seat. With his usual expression, he began to dine, as if

Luo walked in,

could

the clan head stood by Tang Zhi’s side. Would these

the seats near the front were all filled. They watched the singing and dancing performance, seemingly oblivious to

Luo just went with the flow, no longer looking back and focused his attention on

girls were scantily clad, leaving much flesh exposed through their thin

After a short while, Tang Luo found it unexciting and prepared to lower his head to eat. As

boy’s eyes hadn’t moved

Tang Luo chuckled inwardly, a boy of eleven was just coming of age.

Luo smacked his lips,

as his older brother, he should take care of the boy’s

brother’s words, the young boy who was engrossed in the dance performance

red, head down, and eating like

Tang Luo was messing with him again. She sternly said, “There’s no 11-year-old who needs a bed-warmer, especially not martial artists. It’s best to

lowered, but his ears seemed to perk up,

eat white rice.

The little boy looked up, his face flushed like he was about to bleed, his eyes pleading as he looked at Tang Luo. The message

little chibi anymore. Just as he was about to start eating, Xu Shuhui spoke again: “Son, you are fifteen this year,

looked up, dumbfounded. Is this implying what he

to warm your bed.” Xu

never had he thought that his little joke would

his hand and said, “No need! I’m alright! I don’t

serious; having lived two lives, though the second one wasn’t long,

realize the value of

in this land where one can marry several women. To squander one’s essence is a great

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