Diswa
Stories
3
Chapters
1,174
Words
13.8 M
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Reading
47 d, 23 h
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Lu Yan pulled out the belongings he had carefully kept on his person. Thirteen Spirit Stones, eight Grade-less Talismans, five First-Grade Low-Rank Talismans, and one Storage Pouch. He picked up the pouch along with a Spirit Stone and, following the method circulated around Bamboo Grove Market, attempted to activate it. A faint trace of spiritual energy was drawn into the pouch, and suddenly, the golden-threaded bag in his hand loosened. The drawstring, which had seemed tightly sealed, opened…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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Chu Hao instinctively raised the surgical knife in his hand to block the blow, but the moment it touched Lu Yan's fist, the blade snapped in two. That thin layer of golden light was as firm as iron. The fragile surgical knife couldn’t withstand the impact—its shards flew in every direction, slicing bloody gashes across Chu Hao’s face. “Bang!” Lu Yan's punch landed squarely on Chu Hao’s face with full force, sending the massive man crashing onto an operating table. Dazed, bleeding…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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As the only unchanging existence in the midst of the world’s version update, Lu Yan was like a bug in the system—granted the ability to peer into the truth. He could see the progress of the version update through a line of floating text. When the progress bar was full, it signified the beginning of the next update. A version update meant infinite possibilities. It was Lu Yan’s greatest trump card—and the foundation of his courage to fight back. Crossing the cluttered backyard, Lu Yan…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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"Lu Yan! Go bring out the talisman papers from the warehouse. Don’t forget to clean them with a Dust Removal Talisman." "Lu Yan! Why is there twenty percent less cinnabar for talisman drawing today? I’m paying you one Spirit Stone a month—am I doing that so you can slack off?" "This talisman paper is damaged! What the hell are you even doing? I’m docking half a Spirit Stone from your pay to cover the loss!" Inside the Talisman Shop, the rotund shopkeeper Chu Hao barked one scolding after…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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