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Sword Solitary sparred with Yandao Sect and had an Epiphany on the spot! This news spread throughout the School that same day, sparking discussions among many Disciples; this Genius, who had yet to fully grow, shocked the School once again. Almost everyone could feel the depth of the Qingxiao Sect's heritage; every generation of Disciples had geniuses worth looking forward to, which filled the Disciples with a sense of…-
4.6 M • Ongoing
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The heavy doors on the hotel's second floor shut out the sound of rain and strange noises. A vinyl record turned slowly, and the latest model phonograph played melodious music. The drinks on the champagne tables shimmered with gorgeous colors under the lights. However, the guests paid no attention to these things. Their attention was completely captured by Little John and a young man. Little John was the host of this banquet. And that young man? Some knew him, some did…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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Li Yi slowly awoke from his stupor. He felt pain all over his body; when he tried to move, he found himself wrapped in medical bandages, with several parts of his body in casts, and even his head was bandaged in a large circle, making him look like a mummy. In addition, several IV bags hung beside him, continuously infusing medication into his body to alleviate his symptoms. “Is this a hospital?” Li Yi then remembered that he had fought Ning Wu to the very end last night,…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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The story of Ghost King Jiming and the existence of Ghost King Ridge caused a great shock to the higher-ups of the Qingxiao Sect. After the meeting ended, everyone's expression was heavy. Li Dongyue sat beside Li Qingqiu and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, you shouldn't go out to look for Si Feng for the time being. Perhaps he will return after a while." Li Sijin followed up, "Exactly, my brother might already be on his way back." Although…
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4.6 M • Ongoing
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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…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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Li Yi was in a very good mood today. During a mission, he learned the White Bone Contemplation cultivation method, which instantly boosted his cultivation value from 81% to 400%, reaching the level of a genius. Moreover, he contributed significantly during this mission, so he believed the subsequent bonus would not disappoint him. Coupled with the fact that he had now joined the Investigation Bureau and had a legitimate and stable job, he only needed to live well in the…
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6.3 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…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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"Come, Yaya, spin around and let Brother Lin have a look." "Ohh~" In the courtyard, Yaya, wearing small red shoes that wrapped around her ankles, spun gently, her light pink Lolita dress opening up slightly like an umbrella. When Yaya stopped, the fluffy hem of the Lolita dress smoothly closed, and a fluffy fox tail poked out from beneath the skirt. Fluffy ears stood on both sides of her head; Lin Xun had also tied a bow between the girl's black…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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Accompanied by the rumbling thunder, the dim night was oppressive and suffocating. Inside the dilapidated ruined temple, a fierce battle was currently unfolding. Nearly twenty skilled martial artists, led by Jin Bufeng, mustered their courage, each holding a steel saber, roaring as they charged forward, risking their lives simply to encircle and kill one person. As the sole Blood Refinement Warrior remaining in this pursuit, Jin Bufeng, upon witnessing Han Sui's death,…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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The twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month. Another day of doing nothing. He lay in bed until 7-9 am, when he suddenly remembered that Old Man had once said the Imperial Study of Southern Zhao contained the history of the Great Wu recorded secretly by historians. At the time, Ding Suian had doubted it, fearing he would never have the chance to visit the Imperial Study in the palace in his lifetime. But now things were…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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