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Crimson blood seeped across the white robes, like the flowers that covered the slopes of Lesser Hermit Peak. A sound came from the doorway. Chu Xuan stood there, hair disheveled and in a complete mess. He stared blankly at the sword buried in Lu Buzhuo's chest. His gaze trembled, sweeping over the familiar pattern on the hilt, and in an instant, it went vacant. Xie Xianqing followed close behind into the room and sucked in a cold breath. After that, everything descended into…- 111.5 K • Ongoing
- "It's all gone," Shen Zhou said calmly, wiping his mouth. "You're not allowed to go out tonight. I'm going to dual-cultivate with Lu Buzhuo." "Lu Buzhuo": "..." "Lu Buzhuo" was incredulous. "What kind of madness has gotten into you? Are you backing out at the last minute?" Shen Zhou said nothing, licking his lips. He tasted a lingering trace of bamboo fragrance, and his wolf ears perked up again. "Go back," he said, his words muffled. "I... I need to think it…
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- The candle flame flickered, and the shadow on the wall swayed a few times. "Lu Buzhu" calmly finished the full cup of doctored tea and was about to pour another when his hand was stopped. "What are you drinking?" the other's tone was hostile. "To stay a little longer, of course." "Get back inside." "So fierce." "Lu Buzhu" smiled and reached out his other hand, gently covering the back of Shen Zhou's. "What, you want to call him out and tell him Sect Master Chu is planning to seal…
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- Lu Buzhu was completely oblivious and even had the leisure to speak with Xie Xianqing. "Where did Chu Xuan go?" Xie Xianqing pulled his hand back and kicked the porcelain shards aside. He wanted to warn him that his half-demon was acting strangely, but then decided it would be a waste of breath. So he just answered, "A new pastry shop opened in the west of the city. Chu Xuan said he was going to check it out and hasn't come back yet." "Hm." Lu Buzhu paused, then added casually, "Can you…
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- For a long while, Shen Zhou tilted his head and stared at him. The spot on his finger, scraped raw by the silver clasp, throbbed faintly. His already foul mood grew even more violent, his eyes turning astonishingly dark. "But last time you told me Lu Buzhu knew everything, that he remembered every single detail clearly," he said, tilting a wolf ear, his voice soft. "Forgot so soon?" "Lu Buzhu": "..." Why did this little wolf cub seem a bit off? But having managed to get out, he…
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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…
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- 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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- Shen Zhou didn’t want to give that Lu fellow any friendly looks. Still, no matter how you sliced it, he’d secretly licked the man’s blood, so there was a sliver of guilt nagging at him. He shifted a bit, not quite struggling, but the hand gripping his face let go, as if the other had no intention of pressing the…
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