Doing nothing also meant that one had to die. The room was deathly silent. When the surroundings were quiet enough, the gradually intensifying sounds of dispute outside became faintly audible. Cheng Jingchuan had keen hearing, and Qiu Jing possessed inner martial arts. In that dilemma, as she listened to the heart-piercing words spoken by the… Continue reading Fish 303: Die By Doing Nothing

Continued without the protagonists, there are more important plot than the previous chapter Outside the house stood two groups of people guarding, facing each other coldly, the atmosphere stiff. It seemed as if they would fight in the very next moment. This was the royal palace, not daring to say it was impregnable, at least… Continue reading Fish 302: As If Obstacles Blocked One’s Eyes

No protagonist scenes, purchase with caution Li Youfu sniffed. He smelled a tempting stewed meat aroma. It could not have been wrong, this was the signature dish of that “Keyunlai” restaurant in the Western Market, and there was also the aroma of sesame rice cakes. In the entire Ningtai City, one could not find a… Continue reading Fish 301: Trapped Here Today

Mo Li: Thinking of buying a sachet for clarity and focus. Meng Qi silently pushed the food box back to the doctor. The two said nothing more, quietly finishing the braised meat and a few pieces of sponge cake together. The sunlight was warm, and a gentle breeze brushed against their robes and sleeves atop… Continue reading Fish 300: Convoluted Plotting

Sand Rat: Did not dare to speak. Golden Drum Temple. The monks huddled in the side rooms, their eyes shadowed with the green-black tint of sleeplessness. They were terrified, listening intently for noises outside. “Knock, knock.” The temple door was forcefully knocked on, startling the more timid monks into diving under their beds. “Wait, it’s… Continue reading Fish 299: When There’s No Worry About Food and Clothing

No, you don't want to. When Meng Qi arrived, the fire was already under control and was gradually dying down. The imperial guards and eunuchs were covered in mud and soot, looking like beggars wrapped in lotus leaves and clay, ready to be roasted like clay-baked chickens. "…" Watching these disheveled "clay chickens" scurrying around,… Continue reading Fish 298: A True Man Born Into This World

"Talk about those times when we planned to achieve something big, but then..." "Hmph, your idea is both extremely difficult and exceedingly simple," Meng Qi replied without any change in expression, his eyes not even lifting. "Just take care of your followers, claim a mountain as your kingdom, guard the natural barriers, farm your own… Continue reading Fish 297: Elder Chen Said

Cheng Jingchuan: Let me think, it must be a cat. “There's a traitor! Arrest them at once!” With a loud shout, the imperial guards, holding torches, immediately rushed in that direction. Meng Qi leaped onto the treetop and once again confirmed that Cheng Jingchuan indeed had extraordinary vision—able to spot both him and the doctor… Continue reading Fish 296: The People Yearn for Distant Lands

Sand Rat: You’re the rabbit spirit!! Probably because the title “National Preceptor” originated from the Kingdom of Xiliang, and now the King Wu of Qiantang Prefecture had again appointed the Taoist priests of the Bagua Temple as National Preceptors, gathering a group of alchemists who rambled on about fate and refining elixirs, the common people… Continue reading Fish 295: ——————

Cheng Jingchuan: How could one say it was absurd? “We had to quickly find the person who belonged to Qiu Jing in Fengxing Pavilion.” Meng Qi said with a calm face. To deal with Qiu Si, simply cutting off the source would not work. Qiu Si’s successor might have been Cheng Jingchuan, and Cheng Jingchuan… Continue reading Fish 294: How Could It Be Nonsense?