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East Temple Street, the back hall of the paper offering shop. Before the Three Pure Ones' altar, the old Daoist held incense and bowed. In the corner, the medicinal fragrance of the Iron Temple's unique bone-setting and muscle-regenerating decoction wafted through the air. Zhang Yian stood to the side on crutches, looking at his Junior Martial Uncle's back, hesitating to speak. This morning, before dawn, his companion had sent a message: The Earl is dead; wait for…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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The 0.1 increase in Mental Energy was undoubtedly a good thing, but Little Weil thought a lot about it. Was the apostle space's attribute system too simple? Both Strength, Agility, and Physique were too crude. Mental Energy could also be divided into Will, Perception, Intuition, Learning Ability, Reasoning Ability, and so on. The fact that he could awaken from the Witchcraft Dream on his own should not only be attributed to his willpower, but also to his reasoning ability and intuition. "Ding~,…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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Within the Great Shang Dynasty,the emperor was in high spirits, practically buzzing. The ancient tribulation-stage body cultivator had already been thrown into prison, and the martial path that was fated to wreak havoc in the future was, for all practical purposes, dead on its feet. You could say he’d picked up a colossal achievement while lying down. Up to now, there had already been a few ancient cultivators waking from their slumber,but this was the first time they’d actually caught a big…-
542.8 K • Ongoing
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Jialan Academy's ancestral land. This was where the remains of all the deans who had fallen over the past thousand years were buried. The small area was filled with rich spiritual energy. Jia Tianyang had returned here after being burned by the Immortal Fire Spell. At this moment, he was lying in the palace of the mausoleum. Standing before him was a skinny old man dressed in a black robe. This person looked as if he had one foot in hell, but no one dared to ignore the one thousand five hundred…-
991.6 K • Ongoing
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The next day, at noon... The old madam hurriedly ran into the Wenxiang Thatched Cottage, pacing back and forth anxiously outside the door, calling softly, "General, General." However, no one responded. The old madam did not dare to rush into the Wenxiang Thatched Cottage, so she could only pull over a familiar red-robed courtesan, whispered a few words, and asked her to push the door and enter. The red-robed courtesan shook her head repeatedly, and then pleaded, "Madam, please spare me. The…-
1.6 M • Ongoing
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After Bloodbeard completely devoured Cheng Yu’s soul, its previously peak Qi Refining cultivation began to loosen, showing faint signs of a breakthrough to Foundation Establishment. However, because Cheng Yu had burned away a large portion of his soul to cast the curse technique earlier, it caused Bloodbeard to fall just short of breaking through in one go. Lu Yan didn’t mind. If necessary, he’d just kill another Foundation Establishment cultivator to make up the difference. Among his three…-
3.6 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…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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The "Infinity" quietly drove out of Beiwang Station in the dark, continuing eastward. On the way, KIKI asked Lin Xian, "Why are you in such a hurry? There are still many places we haven't searched." "There's no end to searching for supplies. Being too greedy might lead to a great loss," Lin Xian said lightly. "That Tang Hai doesn't seem to be dead. I'm worried there might be other troubles." "Not dead!?" KIKI frowned. "I thought he was already dead." "No..." Lin Xian took a deep breath and…-
2.2 M • Ongoing
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It was the exact same look Jo Useong of Taeguk Sword Sect had given me on that small mountain outside Anpyeong. Fighting spirit. The Martial King of all people was openly revealing a raw desire to defeat me. I didn’t know how I was supposed to interpret that, but at the same time, I was ecstatically shaken. Either way, it meant the Martial King acknowledged me.That I was a genius on par with him—Or perhaps, a prodigy who surpassed him. Self-praise? Don’t laugh at me. This…-
967.8 K • Ongoing
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Midsummer winds rolled in with heatwaves, brushing past every small path in the countryside of the dreamscape. The green of the rice fields had already been tinged with a pale yellow, signaling that the harvest season was near. The Old Locust Tree at the village entrance grew increasingly lush, its interlacing branches and leaves blocking out most of the scorching sun. The bluestone slabs beneath the tree had been worn smooth and warm, witnessing countless dusks where the young boy and girl…-
512.7 K • Ongoing
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