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Qin Ming's body moved with lightning speed, his speed fast and fierce. His feet pounded the forest floor, and he arrived with a gust of wind, swinging his heavy black gold hammer, which produced a terrifying sonic boom. The woodland seemed to explode; all the branches it touched shattered in an instant. Ge Qianxun's pupils contracted; he had nowhere to dodge. Holding a pair of extremely heavy iron whips, he used all his strength to clash with the boy in front of him. Instantly, sparks flew…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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As night falls, underground hot springs revive, ice and snow melt, and streams flow, converging into creeks in the mountains. Qin Ming chose a relatively open mountain forest, which would be convenient for him to take action. At this moment, he was already surrounded by Dai Shifeng and ten of his trusted men. "They're all here!" Dai Shifeng couldn't help but whisper a reminder. The hall master had already approached with his beast, so why hadn't the people from the city lord's mansion appeared…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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"You two are both so unlucky!" Soaked to the bone, Zhou Lin transformed back into Sister Fenfang, vowing never to go into the mountains with Qin Ming and Xu Sheng again for some time. After Qin Ming returned to the city, he calmed his mind and did not find anyone suspicious. However, his instincts gradually kicked in and he sensed something was amiss. There was indeed no one watching him near the inn, but the four-colored bird on the eaves was abnormal, and the little black bird on the roof ridge…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Behind Qin Ming and Xu Sheng, Crimson Cloud City was as bright as day, and the tall, thick city walls built of bluestone were completely illuminated. Ahead of them, the night was shrouded in mist, with towering mountains standing tall, their shadows heavy and the scenery gloomy. The world in front of them and the world behind them seemed to be two completely different worlds. Xu Sheng said, "After the first spring thunder, the mountains will be dark again for a while. But after a few more days,…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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No matter how composed Qin Ming was, he was still a young man. He did not hide his feelings, and his question, "Why?" revealed his resentment. Meng Xinghai laughed and said, "Only by holding the 'rules' can we reason, right?" At this moment, Qin Ming held the mutton-fat jade iron knife in his hand, not because he couldn't control himself, but because he did it intentionally. In front of an elder, he should show some youthful spirit. "I shielded him from trouble, but in the end he was dissatisfied.…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Qin Ming exhaled a breath of stale air, thinking back on the past, which felt like an illusory life. But those were all real experiences. He felt a tightness in his chest, and all sorts of thoughts churned violently. He gripped the mutton-fat jade iron knife tightly to calm himself down. "Calm down." He sat down again, trying to stay calm. Although it had been less than twenty years since he was a child, his past had been quite tortuous and complicated. An ordinary teenager might have been driven…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Qin Ming gazed at the night sky, lost in thought. The majority of his memories have returned, but some details are still somewhat blurry. "If my guess is correct, then even if it's not me, Qin Ming, there will be Zhang Ming, Zhao Ming, and so on. The Cui family needs an 'identity' to stand there." Qin Ming stood by the window, feeling a tightness in his chest. "The rise of the Li family and their sudden clash with the ancient families is definitely unrelated to me. The Cui family could not have…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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As evening fell, Crimson Cloud City gradually dimmed, merging into the true night. The sunstone in the room was nearly extinguished. Qin Ming sat there motionless, his face obscured, only his eyes still glowing. He looked at himself at fourteen again, when he was sentimental, cared about the people around him, and couldn't bear to part with them when faced with life and death. At that moment, fourteen-year-old Qin Ming was trembling slightly. He wanted to see his parents and younger brother one…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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As daylight faded and the hazy night enveloped Crimson Cloud City, Qin Ming sat quietly in his room, watching the fragmented scenes of the past gradually recombine and solidify from afar. "So you are Li Qingxu." Qin Ming looked at the boy in feathered robes in the picture and realized his name. The two knew each other before, but they weren't old friends; they were just nodding acquaintances. “A direct descendant of the Li family, he possesses a very special talent. It is difficult for others to…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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"After this freshman year is completely over, will I be able to recall everything?" Qin Ming already had some guesses about the past. But some things are still shrouded in mystery, waiting to be cleared away. He was once Cui Chonghe's true direct descendant. Why did he leave the Cui family and, after being severely injured, was he left to recuperate in Black and White Mountain? What silenced him most was that his relatives wanted to completely isolate him in a remote place, preventing him from…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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