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Night. The old, dilapidated Old City was shrouded in darkness, and the turbid air was still filled with dampness and decay, but for most of the lower-class residents, this was already a decent place to live. However, in one of the inconspicuous residential buildings, muffled explosions could vaguely be heard, and at more severe times, residents upstairs and downstairs could even feel vibrations from the ground and walls. Some people were displeased. But no one dared to go…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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Lin Yue's heart was pounding, still reeling from the shock. She had never encountered such a bizarre thing in her life. An unknown terror had appeared beside her, making her tremble uncontrollably and fill with fear. “Sister Lin, what exactly happened? My front door isn't even closed yet?” Li Yi's confusion grew. But from Lin Yue's expression, it seemed something very bad had happened. “Li… Li Yi, listen to me.” Lin Yue grabbed Li Yi's shoulder and…
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From Lin Yue’s words before she entered meditation, it wasn’t hard to deduce that she was likely a practitioner who had awakened her Spiritual Sense. Above the Spiritual Medium Realm was the Inspiration Realm. This was another significant feature after a practitioner’s body evolved. After awakening Spiritual Sense, a practitioner could perceive everything around them even with their eyes closed; every rustle of wind or movement nearby would be detected, and…
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"Bang!" A loud bang echoed in the living room. Li Yi, holding his boxing stance, threw a punch. The condensed punch force was heart-stopping. "Sister Lin, did you see that? This is the Fist Art I learned. It's a pity I didn't learn the whole thing; I only learned one stance. The rest I'll have to slowly explore and deduce on my own," Li Yi said seriously, retracting his fist. Lin Yue pondered for a long time after watching Li Yi's punch, seemingly analyzing the…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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After activating his Spiritual Medium, Li Yi clearly felt that his body’s demand for Cosmic Energy, which is pure spiritual energy, had increased, and at the same time, the speed of his evolution had slowed down. A night of cultivation showed no obvious changes, completely different from the feeling of daily progress he had before. This was even with the use of a qi object. If he didn't have a qi object, Li Yi’s night of cultivation would probably be no different from…
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Stepping out of the building, Li Yi finally let out a slight sigh of relief. He knew very well that if he hadn't handled the situation well, it wouldn't have been so easy to leave that basement; Yang Yilong might have genuinely tried to kill him on the spot. Of course, a Fist Art might not have been worth Yang Yilong’s direct action. After all, if Li Yi didn’t teach it, Yang Yilong would have no way to get it from him. But what if Li…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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Yang Yilong's silence indicated his agreement with Li Yi's approach. "Mr. Yang, it's settled then. I'm going to start demonstrating now, but before that, I need to tell you about the origin of this Fist Art." Seeing this, Li Yi immediately spoke, walking to the side and picking up a thick wooden board from the ground. "I learned this Fist Art on Ghost Street. At that time, to escape Biao's pursuit, I stumbled into the extremely dangerous Ghost Street. There,…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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After seeing Xu Ming off, Li Yi felt a subtle unease. The information Xu Ming revealed made him sense something different. From Yang Yilong's high-priced acquisition of the Biao's corpse yesterday, to his initiative approach today to discuss Fist Art, although he claimed to be reminding Li Yi, he was actually secretly planning a business deal. Li Yi pondered for a moment, then understood: "That Yang Yilong saw the Fist…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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Yang Yilong, covered in blood, watched the two-halved corpse of He Jun lying before him, the anger on his face slowly receding. Simultaneously, the sharply gleaming sword on his right arm gradually dissipated, finally vanishing completely in the eyes of the Spiritual Medium Realm practitioners. However, faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone felt it was unbelievable. Yang Yilong really killed He Jun? One must know that this was An Ding District, and…
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Inside the medical room, the atmosphere was heavy. Several cultivators gathered and began to chat. They didn't shy away, nor were they afraid of being overheard, as they speculated and discussed who the culprit was. Some believed Li Yi, thinking He Jun was fabricating facts, while others found loopholes in Li Yi's words, reasoning that if He Jun had truly done that, it would be impossible for him to be so severely injured. Of course, there were also those who felt…
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