This is probably the safest place in the entire East Continent, at least that's what Mr. Su thinks.
After arriving here, Mr. Su no longer tells stories and plans to retire his storytelling.
He plans to make so mischievous trades with those Demon Race vendors.
Unexpectedly, this act of retiring from storytelling actually elevated his reputation to another level.
His talent of words becoming reality spread even more exaggerated.
Even the legendary elders of the Six Sects and a Sect Leader ca to have tea and chat with him, inquiring about the matters related to his 'broken' mouth.
People are like that; the more you experience, the more familiar you beco. Upon discovering that those legendary Great Powers aren't as aloof and unapproachable as rumored, his courage grew.
He shared his troubles and the truth with the man who looked like an old swindler, spoke like an old swindler, but whose real identity was Taoist Tang Ji, Sect Leader of Dragon Tiger Mountain.
He feared that if the rumors about him continued, soone would co to use his mouth for Alchemy.
Tang, true to his reputation, imdiately pointed him towards a bright future.
He advised Mr. Su to target Zhang Ze.
"That kid has a tough destiny, your crow mouth can't surpass him. Unless by so chance, if you both bumped into each other, otherwise there's no harm.
"Even if there's a coincidence, it doesn't matter, the world has its own logic, and whatever happens, it's not your responsibility."
So, since then, Mr. Su's stories shifted to a new protagonist, still referred to by the title of Human Emperor, but it was all Zhang Ze's tale.
And Zhang Ze himself wasn't angry when he found out; instead, he was quite pleased.
From ti to ti, he would hand so ssy, incoherent scripts to Mr. Su, letting him tell them however he wished.
Stories like "Electric Swordsman," "Zhong Wuyan vs. Sikong Zhen," "Steel Artifact Refining Master," among others, beca popular books.
As more stories were told, the rumors naturally subsided, and his life gradually returned to normal.
Of course, Mr. Su also upheld the excellent tradition of his predecessors; these books were only started, told up to the middle at most, leaving gaps unfilled.
"I wonder where Brother Zhang went, and when he will return. I need to consult him again about the art of digging narrative holes..."
Thinking about all these trivial things, Mr. Su entered the Fox Butterfly Restaurant. Led by the working Five Elents Cats, he went upstairs and sat by the window.
Drinking his little wine, Mr. Su looked at the night view outside the window, very satisfied with his current life.
Doing things he likes, making money from them, and witnessing life getting better.
He heard that the streetlights from Thousand chanism had reached his hotown, Rising Dragon City.
He also heard that the subway, developed using the Earth Vein Transmission thod between Thousand chanism Town and the Beast Taming Sect at Cang Mountain, was about to open to the public.
At that ti, just spending a few coins would allow free travel between these two places.
Thinking of these wonderful things, Mr. Su rembered his unborn second son.
The dical Cultivator at the Martial dical Hall checked his wife's pulse and said his second son had good natural talents and would be excellent material for Cultivation.
Unlike himself and his eldest, who took several doses of Pill dicine for nurturing bones and sensing Qi, and in the end, could only muster a tiny drop of Spiritual Qi, barely enough to use so simple Thousand chanism Magical Artifacts.
Mr. Su contemplated that once the second child is old enough, he would send him to the Thousand chanism Kindergarten...
Mr. Su indulged in visions of the future and poured himself another drink.
He really liked this place. If anyone were to destroy it, he would undoubtedly be the first to stand up against it.
At that ti, he would fabricate so stories and write them to demise!
As he finished his third drink, Mr. Su suddenly heard a noise coming from the street outside the window.
Looking out the window, he saw people in the street raising their heads, pointing and discussing sothing happening in the night sky.
It seed like sothing was coming.
Mr. Su's eyesight wasn't good, and after watching for a while, he still couldn't make out anything, but his hearing was sharp enough to catch the cultivators in the street talking about a hundred and eight teors coming this way...
"A hundred and eight... teors... damn!"
He recalled the broken story he had just written.
Mr. Su was so shocked he almost fell off the building, bumping himself as he hurriedly pulled back inside.
Tumbling down the stairs, Mr. Su rushed to the kitchen.
Amidst the chaos of cats darting around, he shoved the chapter titled "Invincible World, Heavenly Enemies Co" he had just written tonight into the stove.
The furnace glow reddened his face as Mr. Su slapped his mouth repeatedly.
Although Taoist Tang said that whether events happen or not is not dictated by his will, and he had no ability to predict the future or speak things into existence, it was all just coincidence.
But Mr. Su still felt uneasy in his heart.
Ignoring the round-headed cat chef breathing over him with a ladle, Mr. Su watched the flas, hoping this would work.
"Please don't let my crow mouth co true this ti..."
...
Spirit Deer Valley.
"When have I ever had a crow mouth!"
In Spirit Deer Valley, the Cat Lady Emperor was holding her head as she was chased around by Li Yueqi.
"Don't think I don't know that you jinxed the day before yesterday, saying my damned erhu would break sooner or later, and now it's broken! It's your fault!"
Li Yueqi grabbed Cat Lady Emperor's tail and lifted her up.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! My tail is going to co off, Master please put down." Cat Lady Emperor begged for rcy.
After being expelled from the Thousand chanism Kindergarten, Cat Lady Emperor joined the Beast Taming Sect, practicing boxing under Li Yueqi.
Every day, she guarded at Fried Shide, got thrashed by the Spider Lady, and practiced fist techniques at night, getting pumled by Li Yueqi. Her days were quite fulfilling.
Watching the scene where Cat Lady turned into a spinning whirlwind, tail in hand, the couple Li Jue and Xia Yan, sitting in the pavilion munching on oddly flavored seeds, whispered to each other quietly.
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