CHAPTERS
Sibel led Brivan to the reception room. Shanti busily prepared refreshments. The reception room still had its windows open, and the walls were stained with soot, like the scars of war. Yet, the sunlight filtered in warmly. “The tea tastes good.” Brivan took a sip of the herbal tea Shanti had served and looked satisfied. “I apologize for the inconvenience. The castle is a bit chaotic right now…” “No. I think this kind of honesty is part of your charm, Demon King.” Brivan smiled…- 215.1 K • Completed
- Many days have passed since the world nearly collapsed. As long as we're alive, life goes on. "Ow, my back." Sibel sank to the ground in a furrow and wailed. The hero who saved the world ends up farming sweet potatoes. Is this true? "Demon King! Lift your butt! That's where we planted green onions!" Ruru, wearing a straw hat, came running over and scolded him. Ice cream in one hand, a hoe held like a baton in the other. He was living the good life now. "Hey, Ruru. Aren't you…
- 215.1 K • Completed
- ‘…Now, does this mean I don’t have to miss you anymore?’ Our story should have been concluded sooner. In that glorious moment, in that beautiful form. But perhaps it was emotion that prevented it. Emotion was what Silvaren had gifted Leviathan. So, it wasn't his fault. That's why everything felt so regretful. His last words felt somehow relieved. As if the shackles that had bound him had finally been broken. The source of Leviathan's power had vanished. The disaster was over. The dark…
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- "Ugh!" Aizen rolled on the floor, still holding Sibel. Sharp shards of stone flew behind him, and a gust of black magic ripped through his skin, threatening to tear it. "Aizen! Are you alright?" With a suppressed groan, Aizen rose. His body was covered in blood. It flowed ceaselessly from wounds visible through his torn clothes. But his eyes remained vivid and alive. Before Aizen's gaze, a massive Leviathan stood before him. He had become a black mass, unrecognizable. Every time he gestured,…
- 215.1 K • Completed
Clunk, clunk. The carriage shook her body, but Solongo, accustomed to it, picked up her pen and diligently scribbled down the list. It was somehow annoying. I was the one who caused the accident, but she could at least offer a word of comfort. “Solongo, do you really have to do that now?” “The moment we get back to the mansion, the matriarch will tell us to prepare the dowry. With Adeye’s reputation, you can’t just do anything carelessly.” You’re doing that in advance? Was her…- 323.4 K • Completed
Shen Zhou dragged the person back into the room but didn't interrogate him. He placed him and the paper sword aside and ignored them, then returned to the door, squatted down, and pressed his ears tightly against the door panel, his brow furrowed. Lu Buzhuo felt a little neglected. In truth, Shen Zhou hadn't done much. No matter how unhappy he was last night, he only gave a couple of shoves and was still willing to be lulled to sleep, not at all like an angry Dao companion. But it was precisely…- 111.5 K • Ongoing
- Shen Zhou slammed the door shut with a "bang" and returned to the table to continue reading the medical book. The sentences in the book were convoluted and awkward, the small, fly-head characters jumbled and chaotic. After staring at it for a long time, he hadn't even finished a single page, when he heard a thud from behind. Shen Zhou turned his head and saw a quilt being stuffed through the half-open window. A moment later, a person fell in after it. Lu Buzhuo hadn't expected the window to be…
- 111.5 K • Ongoing
- Chu Xuan didn't say if he would touch it or not. Leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, he sized up the half-demon who had suddenly appeared at his door. He watched as one wolf ear, which was already folded down, was slowly joined by the other, both now drooping backwards. "I can't sleep here?" Shen Zhou confirmed again. If Chu Xuan didn't agree, he had nothing else to offer that was likable. "You broke my sword," Chu Xuan finally spoke, bringing up old scores the moment he opened…
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- Chu Xuan spent the better half of the night trying to get his senior brother's soul back. The sword was already halfway into the furnace, but he managed to snatch it back. After banging it against a rock for a while with a "clang, clang, clang," a small ball of light fell out. The people from the Elder's Hall quickly took the sword and discovered that the originally small crack had grown larger. Their vision went dark, and they grabbed him, demanding an explanation. Chu Xuan ignored them, picked…
- 111.5 K • Ongoing
- Shen Zhou absolutely could not sleep anymore. He scrambled out of bed to find Xie Xianqing, only to discover he was gone. Only Chu Xuan was sitting outside alone, folding small paper figures. His fingers flew up and down, the thin calluses on his fingertips pressing and smoothing against the paper. He opened, folded, and with a few dazzling movements like a butterfly flitting through flowers, a figure was complete. Shen Zhou hesitated for a moment before approaching. When he was still ten steps…
- 111.5 K • Ongoing
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