cloudies
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Lu Buzhu had gone to the neighboring courtyard again. Shen Zhou sat cross-legged by the window, too lazy to perk up his wolf ears. The corrosion of the demonic energy hadn't fully receded, and his thoughts were clear one moment and muddled the next, so he had to spend a lot of time sorting through them. His demonic core had withered quite a bit, as if someone had stolen some of his demonic energy, and his cultivation level had dropped significantly along with it. It was probably the doing of that…- 111.5 K • Ongoing
- When Lu Buzhu returned, the scents on his body were a chaotic mess. ... The wolf ears drooped so low they nearly touched the back of his neck. Shen Zhou blocked him at the door with a cold face. Staring at his Dao Companion, who was bewildered and had no idea what he'd done wrong, he suddenly reached out, grabbed his lapels, and yanked them apart forcefully. Lu Buzhu: "???!" Xie Xianqing, who hadn't managed to leave yet: "..." Lu Buzhu reacted with lightning speed. He shoved the nuisance…
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- The shadow was dragged out again. He was already numb to it, slumping against the stone pillar. "What do you want to ask this time?" "I remembered some things." With a disoriented Shen Zhou still outside this time, Lu Buzhu didn't waste any words and got straight to the point. "When this body died in my past life, I wasn't inside it. By then, I had already been driven out by you... No, you probably thought I was already dead. Is that right?" The shadow's expression changed…
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- Lu Buzhuo felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. He had always thought that Shen Zhou had drugged him that day, that he had become hot and feverish only after drinking the tea. ...Turns out it was all him losing control. "Shen Zhou put the soybean powder into... a medicinal tea," he said evasively. "Perhaps it reacted with some other herb. By the way, where's Chu Xuan?" The change of topic was a bit deliberate. Xie Xianqing tactfully didn't press the matter. Coincidentally, he also…
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- Xie Xianqing, completely oblivious to what was happening outside, spent a long time fussing in the kitchen. Finally, he threw a large handful of nourishing medicinal herbs into the pot, covered it with a lid, dusted off his sleeves, and sauntered out to claim credit from Chu Xuan. As he stepped out, he saw Sect Leader Chu sitting under a tree, hugging his sword and looking as if all his three souls and seven spirits had deserted him. Xie Xianqing glanced left and right but didn't see Lu Buzhuo. He…
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- Lu Buzhuo felt a light bite on his lip. It didn't hurt, there wasn't much force behind it. It felt more like being gently ground by teeth, breaking the skin just a little—a sensation that was both itchy and satisfying. As he was thinking this, he was bitten two more times. Lu Buzhuo: "." He pulled his lips away, carried the man back to the couch, and brought over a basin of clean water. He washed Shen Zhou's hands, then applied medicine to each of his injured fingers, wrapping them thickly in…
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- Xie Xianqing arrived a little late. To his bad luck, he had been locked in the room and had to climb out a back window and circle around to reach the front courtyard. By then, the front courtyard was already a chaotic mess. The half-demon was surrounded by swirling demonic energy, his body arched like a startled animal. He was practically hanging off Lu Buzhuo, his arms wrapped so tightly around Lu Buzhuo's neck it looked like he was trying to strangle the man to death. He rasped, "Who is he to you?…
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- Xie Xianqing shot up as if the stool had grown thorns, nearly poking Lu Buzhuo in the face with his folding fan. “What nonsense are you spouting!” Lu Buzhuo ducked back. “Is it really not possible?” “It is not!” Xie Xianqing was adamant, his fan whipping up a frantic breeze, his whole being radiating indignation. “I see you’ve truly forgotten, forgotten everything! For all these years, countless demonic cultivators have tried to enter the Cave of a Myriad…
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- Shen Zhou yanked the person up from the bed. Remembering this was Lu Buzhuo's body, he loosened his grip slightly to let him breathe. "How do you know what happens three years from now?" His wolf ears leaned forward menacingly to match his tone. "I know, naturally... cough cough, naturally because he knows." The spring-willow-like eyes curved into a crescent as he spoke in a soft whisper. "He knows everything. He remembers every single detail, but he doesn't dare tell you." Shen Zhou…
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- Inside his spiritual altar, Lu Buzhuo meticulously chopped the shadow into pieces five times. The sensation of cutting himself was somewhat bizarre. Though there were no physical wounds, he could feel the blade parting his soul. A chill would first spread from the cut, followed by the searing pain of a burn. The more wounds there were, the more his entire soul felt as if it were being scorched in a blazing fire, making it impossible to tell where the pain was coming from. By the sixth time he…
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