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In the early morning of early March, the lingxiao bell atop Qingxiao Mountain rang. The high-level members of various halls entered the Lingxiao Courtyard chatting and laughing. Since the beginning of the year, good news had been coming from every hall. The battle of Cangzhou seemed to have brought good Luck to the Qingxiao Sect, so everyone was very happy. After taking their seats, they began to converse with each other while waiting for Li…-
4.6 M • Ongoing
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November 16th. Shen Hour. Hazy and dim, the mist was thick. Fine, hair-like drizzle gathered on the leaves, condensing into larger water droplets that dripped into the forest. It was just past midday, but the overcast, rainy weather combined with the dense forest canopy made the mountain woods feel like the dark of night. Ding Suian stepped over a mountain stream and reached back. Yi Yiyi raised her hand to take his, using the leverage to leap across. Since fleeing the camp…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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9-11 am. The guest house courtyard was quiet. Li Qiushi, Wang Xigui, the Daoist Master, and the Prince of Nanshun—disguised as a guard—had already left quietly half an hour ago. They must have left the City by now. In the courtyard next door, the laughter of the Prince of Nanshun's concubines rang out occasionally. Everything seemed normal. Inside the room, only Ding Suian and Yi Yiyi remained. The latter sat upright in her chair, eyes…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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The fight at the inn's annex was sudden yet brief. From start to finish, it lasted less than a hundred breaths. By the time Li Qiushi and Si Zhiye rushed over upon hearing the news, the five assassins were already corpses. Li Qiushi looked at the scene silently, but Si Zhiye stammered, "Wh-what happened!" "There were assassins attempting to murder the Prince." Beside them, Yi Yiyi, who had arrived a step earlier than Li and Si, wrapped her hand in a…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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After staying in Tiangong Hall for half an hour, Li Qingqiu went to other halls. After a day and night of publicity, the achievements of Li Qingqiu and the others in Cangzhou had already spread, so that wherever he went, Disciples would excitedly come forward to visit him. It wasn't just Li Qingqiu; the fame of Shen Yue, Jiang Zhaoxia, Zhao Zhen, Li Yang, and others also spread, especially Shen Yue. Slaying a Spiritual…
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4.6 M • Ongoing
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The tenth day of the eleventh month. After more than twenty days, the diplomatic mission entered Southern Zhao via Yan'nan Pass. Si Zhiye, the Vice Minister of Rites of Southern Zhao, led a unit of Zhenxuan Army here to greet them. Eight months ago, the Zhao Army decisively defeated the invading Wu Army at Koujian Pass. Emperor Zhao was delighted and specifically renamed the main force of Southern Zhao in that battle the 'Zhenxuan…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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The fourteenth day of the tenth month. Suimian Street, Lin Residence's Ji Pavilion. Night, zi hour. Perhaps knowing that Young Master was leaving tomorrow, Lin Hansu specifically returned to the residence today. But even after trying her best, she was still the first to give in. And this time, she lost particularly badly. Like, completely routed. First time ever~ "Sister, where should I put this Heartless Lotus?" "Mm." Lin Hansu's Phoenix eyes were…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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"I heard you're part of the delegation heading south this time?" The ninth day of the tenth month, Chongli Ward. Inside the Qingjiao Pavilion of the Law Academy, warm incense permeated the air. Xu Jiuxi was almost swallowed by the soft cloud brocade couch. She had put on a padded silk jacket early and wore a scarlet cloak lined with fox fur indoors, holding a hand warmer in her delicate, pale hands. Her eyelids were half-closed, her voice heavy with a sticky weariness,…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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As the year's end approached, Qingxiao Sect lacked the liveliness of previous years, falling instead into a tense atmosphere as if a storm were brewing. It had been some time since the Sect Leader led a thousand True Disciples north. Although they knew the journey was long and that returning would take time even if everything went smoothly, the Disciples in the sect were still somewhat worried. Qingxiao Sect had developed to the point where its power structure was…
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4.6 M • Ongoing
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Yundi City, Prefectural Governors Mansion. Shen Yue pulled the wooden sword from the Four-Armed Elder's corpse. At this moment, Shen Yue was covered in blood, his robes were tattered, and there was a shocking wound on his left waist, yet his expression remained cold and stern. The Four-Armed Elder lay in a pool of blood, the blood-stained cloth covering his eyes nowhere to be seen. He struggled to open his eyes, which were blood-red, and looked at Shen Yue,…
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4.6 M • Ongoing
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