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The mountains shattered and the ground trembled. A tremendous roar buried the once-elegant courtyard completely. Bloodbeard, the main soul, now controlled four hundred fierce ghosts, fusing them into a towering ghostly behemoth that had already surpassed the level of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator. With every strike of his massive fists aimed at where the eerie young man once stood, an ominous ghostly aura surged skyward. Each blow was laced with murderous intent, shaking the…-
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The eerie young man’s expression shifted to one of astonishment.“Hundred Soul Banner?” “How can a mere mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator possess such a treasure?” Soul banners—tools of demonic cultivation—were explicitly banned by all righteous sects. Even upper-tier demonic sects dared not use them openly. Still, some cultivators in the shadows secretly refined them. Yet not all soul banners were equal. To upgrade an ordinary soul banner to the rare Hundred Soul Banner, one would…
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At the entrance to the Cave District of Qinggu Market. He Luoyuan stood at the same spot, anxiously watching the crowd coming and going. The sky above the district was guarded by the market’s grand formation, with this entrance being the only access point. He had been keeping watch here for a full month now, just to make sure Lu Yan didn’t sneak away while he wasn’t paying attention. As the agreed-upon date drew near, He Luoyuan grew more and more restless. He realized he had revealed too…
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Back inside his cave dwelling, Lu Yan activated the restriction that sealed its entrance. In some ways, He Luoyuan’s sudden appearance wasn’t entirely a bad thing. That mysterious storage pouch had always been a latent threat, and He Luoyuan’s unexpected visit had served as an early warning—giving Lu Yan time to prepare for whatever dangers might lie behind it. “A suspected Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Red Lotus Demon Sect? Perfect. I happen to need the next part of the…
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Lu Yan’s footsteps halted as he turned around. A gaunt young man dressed in a brown long robe stood behind him, his face alight with surprise and joy, as though he had just run into a long-lost friend. Lu Yan frowned slightly, searching his memory and confirming that he didn’t know this person at all. But the skinny young man strode forward enthusiastically and exclaimed: “Fellow Daoist Lu, don’t you remember me? I’m a friend of He Dongsheng’s. When you bought the First-Rank Spell…
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South of Mount Wu, in the Yushan Market three hundred li from Qinggu Market— Lu Yan stepped out of a store. Everything he had looted from the seven rogue cultivators—magical tools, pills, talismans, and spiritual materials—had now been exchanged for spirit stones. Including the spirit stones he already had, the combined wealth of those two late-stage and five mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators added up to a staggering eleven hundred spirit stones—enough to nearly fill a low-grade storage…
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Lu Yan stood up and tucked the flying sword into the storage pouch at his waist. At the moment, the pouch he wore was not the golden-silk storage pouch acquired from Shopkeeper Chu, but rather an inconspicuous gray one. This was the lowest-grade storage pouch available in the market. The internal spatial formation only lasted for twenty years, and its storage capacity was less than a fifth of the golden-silk pouch. Even so, it still cost a hefty thirty spirit stones. After learning about the Red…
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Throughout On the Dao of Heaven, every single word revolved around conjectures and deductions about the alternation of the Heavenly Dao. To most others, it was utter nonsense. After all, in the cultivation world, countless living fossils had watched dynasties rise and fall, seas turn to mulberry fields, and epochs pass. If the Heavenly Dao truly changed, would those ancient cultivators not have noticed? The orthodox Dao lineages had been passed down since the ancient era. Although great calamities…
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Swallowing down the comment that almost escaped his lips, Lu Yan found that He Dongsheng’s answer had at least resolved one of his doubts. The storage pouch he had obtained from Shopkeeper Chu was definitely related to the Red Lotus Devil Sect. This further confirmed for Lu Yan that he must never casually expose the pouch to others. After rummaging through the book pile for a while, He Dongsheng pulled out a dust-covered volume with bold characters on the cover: Tales of the Devilish Beauties of…
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Normally, the higher one's cultivation realm, the longer one’s lifespan. Every cultivator above the Golden Core Stage was like a living fossil, able to watch dynasties rise and fall, seas turn to mulberry fields, and back again. In and of themselves, they were veritable ancient relics. In such an environment, Lu Yan truly hadn’t expected that there would still be cultivators peddling fake antiques and selling counterfeit ancient texts. After thinking it over, Lu Yan immediately realized the…
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