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Autumn passed and winter came, and the annual heavy snow once again covered the Taikun Mountain Range. Li Qingqiu stood at the peak of Qingxiao Mountain, gazing into the distance. Among the mountains, many Disciples were traveling on swords, flying in all directions, looking quite chaotic. Today was the day the Sect Protection Array would be formed. All the Disciples were excited and wanted to witness this historical moment, which was why it was so chaotic. This Sect…-
4.6 M • Ongoing
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Lament, the Sect Master of the Sword Pavilion, stood before her Disciples, watching Lin Xun who was protected by the Elders and Disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect not far away. It was still that same mask, and still that same long spear. In Lament's mind, the memory of that year resurfaced—him standing before her, making those teasing remarks about her legs. However, what left the deepest impression on Lament was still…-
6.1 M • Ongoing
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The Evolutionaries reacted and moved quickly. After hearing this crucial information, they immediately went to search for other empty rooms. In just a few seconds, they had already confirmed the room situation here. Out of seven rooms, four were occupied, and three were empty. "Four people, three rooms? That doesn't seem to be enough," Qin Bing immediately said. "So, one of us won't get a room? Or perhaps two people will have to share one?" Tao Yuan looked at the others, then…-
6.3 M • Ongoing
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May 10th. At dawn, Ding Suian climbed over the wall to return home. The bedroom door was half-open; he pushed it open and stepped inside, his footsteps faltering. The room was a mess, as if it had been burgled. No, thieves at most steal things; they wouldn't have the time to deliberately cause destruction. The perfectly good quilt had been torn into strips, and cotton fluff was scattered everywhere like snow. The jasmine in the vase had been deliberately snapped, its petals plucked…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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"At that moment, I secretly made up my mind! I must marry this girl!" Listening to the words of the man before her, Jiang Yuerou's eyes flickered slightly. Despite having lived for over two thousand years, Jiang Yuerou was still single, but regardless, she had indeed lived for over two millennia. In these two thousand years, Jiang Yuerou had seen all sorts of people; the people she had met truly outnumbered the grains of salt Lin Xun had eaten. So she could…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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In Luo City, goose-feather snow had already begun to fall from the sky. On the streets of Dongma Street, children dressed in thick cotton-padded jackets chased each other across the vast white expanse, snowballs tracing parabolas through the air. Little boys and girls were having a snowball fight; a little girl's face was hit, and she stood there with a red nose and teary eyes. The boys didn't offer any comfort; instead, they laughed loudly at the girls for being noobs. The girls…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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In his previous life, Zhang Zhixuan had been Zhou Boyong, an ordinary young man from Earth who was fond of seeking immortality and exploring Daoist teachings. Because his meditation methods were incorrect, he drifted to sleep one day and awoke reincarnated into this world of immortals and sword cultivation. His mother had not been a cultivator. Giving birth to him had damaged her foundation badly, and after struggling for two or three years, she passed away. His father’s spiritual root aptitude was…
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After repelling the black cat, Li Yi and Fan Zhizhou’s subsequent journey was relatively smooth. They didn't encounter any Overmortal Creatures. Only when leaving the Danger Zone did they come across a lone fierce beast, which wasn't very strong. Li Yi, thinking'since I’m already here,' easily killed it and brought it back, planning to sell it for money before entering the city. However, ever since Fan Zhizhou lost to that cat, he had been very silent…
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6.3 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 11: The Collaborative Skill of Cultivation Technique and Spell Watching the Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art jump out and steal the show, Jiang Li was so startled he nearly leaped on the spot. All three options revolved around eliminating demonic Cultivators. These were all his dearest friends, colleagues who shared his aspirations, and even fellow sufferers in the same predicament. To make him fight his own people, what difference was that from…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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*Thud.* When she heard the name "Jiang Qing," the teacup in Sikong Wangxing's hand fell. Tea spilled onto the tabletop, slowly spreading across it. A maid named Xiao Fang quickly grabbed a cloth to wipe it up, preventing the tea from dripping and staining the guest's clothes. “Sister Wang Xing, are you feeling unwell?” Zhu Ling also hurriedly grabbed Sikong Wangxing's small hand to check her pulse, having already forgotten that she was currently disguised as a…
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6.1 M • Ongoing
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