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"Xiaojiang." "Li Xiaojiang!" At a critical moment, he still had to rely on his eldest nephew. "What is it, Third Uncle?" "Third Uncle, I'm here." "Third Uncle..." "Dad." He called for one, and they all came running. Their foreheads were all covered in sweat, and their faces were grimy. "Let's be quiet, don't disturb your great-grandparents' rest." "Come on, Xiaojiang, come and help Third Uncle move the table. The rest of you, get out of the way, be careful not to get…-
784.1 K • Ongoing
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Although Old Master Chen felt the sting of spending money, he at least knew his priorities. He hurriedly had someone bring out a platter of snow-white silver ingots, personally presenting it before Lingmen and bitterly pleading with him to accept it. He then quickly ordered the servants to prepare a banquet. Seeing him so attentive, Lingmen thought to himself, "I'll stay an extra day or two then, to put these villagers' minds at ease." "Besides, I also need to leave a volume of fist techniques for that…-
302.0 K • Ongoing
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No one emerged from the mountain gate for a long time, and Fang Ruoyan grew increasingly nervous. To participate in the Holy Land recruitment, one had to be a Disciple of the Taixu Sect. If this jade pendant was useless, then everything would be over. The others also knew the inside story. Seeing this, there was some commotion, and the atmosphere became visibly anxious. "Quiet! Have you all forgotten where this is?" Fang Ruoyan whispered. "Trust the…-
574.6 K • Ongoing
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"Originally, there wasn't just the Li Family in the village. Look at these; they are all Cultivation Techniques from various families." Li Qiuchen pointed at the books on the shelf and said to Hong Yang, "Your Family's must be among them, but I don't know which one it is." "So many?" Hong Yang looked at the bookshelf in surprise. Shouldn't Cultivation Techniques be very scarce? Many people in the village were practicing, but they couldn't even explain what…-
339.0 K • Ongoing
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“I remember every word they said as they passed me,” Su Yun said, his voice calm. “After I went blind, I could only recognize people by their voices. If I hear their voices again, I will definitely recognize them.” At that moment, rustling sounds came from the distant forest, and several foxes with blood-stained faces peeked out from under the trees. “Little… Little Yun…” A fox called out from afar, looking at Qiu Shuijing with some fear. After last night’s massacre, these…-
302.5 K • Ongoing
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"Wind-Chasing Swallow Saber" Zhang Erquan was of the same age as Han Ba. Although his spirit was vigorous and his eyes were bright, his hair had turned quite white. At this time, he was drinking tea in the side courtyard of the Ning residence. Good tea. Suddenly, he heard a flurry of footsteps, and then he saw his "last disciple" whom he had accepted on account of Old Ning. This disciple hadn't come for a long time. "Master Zhang, I want to continue learning the 'Wind-Chasing Swallow…-
1.6 M • Ongoing
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The Heavenly Demon Wolf King's muscles tensed instantly, its eyes widening as it scanned its surroundings, readying its defenses. Then, it pricked up its ears, twitching them slightly, trying to catch any unusual sounds in the air. Its nostrils flared as it took several deep breaths, sniffing the faint, strange scent in the air. Apart from the faint smell of blood, there was no killing intent. "An ambush? Where's the ambush?" "Ah, I get it. You're definitely trying to use some trick to…-
991.6 K • Ongoing
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Waking up in the early morning, Lin Xun subconsciously reached out to his side of the bed, only to embrace emptiness. He groggily opened his eyes, only to find that his wife had already gone out, leaving only her neatly folded, light nightgown behind. Lin Xun yawned, washed up with the still-warm well water his wife had boiled, and after eating the loving breakfast left in the kitchen, he was about to head to the academy to teach. However, before he could even leave the courtyard, someone from the…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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“Am I going to surrender in the first match?” On his way home, Little Weir felt incredibly stifled. “Maybe, maybe I still have hope. I am an apostle of the gods. Although using the gods’ power is a bit despicable, winning is all that matters. If I lose, I’ll have to wear women’s clothes.” The thought of wearing women’s clothes made Little Weir frantic. “Why did I accept such a task?” “Ding~, sensing the apostle’s confusion, I will answer the apostle’s question. The gods are…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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Minamoto Kiyomoto wrung out his wet clothes and walked up from the pond. The early spring wind blew, sending a chill through his body. Even colder was his heart, and his gray, uncertain future. When he first came to Hakusan Shrine, he was already prepared to face yokai, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. He was very confident in himself. No one had ever made him feel inferior; nothing had ever made him feel that he couldn't do it if he put his mind to it. Hearing that the battles were…-
4.0 M • Ongoing
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