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Wang Jing was seething with fury. That worthless brat Wang Ziling, who usually did nothing but indulge in food, drink, and idle pleasures, had the nerve to speak with such force now, as if he truly were the rightful heir of the Wang clan. Absolutely laughable. The two elders who had attempted to retrieve Wang Zi’an were forced to swallow their anger. They glared at Tu Youqiong, who had taken shelter behind Meng Qiqi, but in the end, they could only fall back and return to stand behind Wang…- 165.0 K • Ongoing
- If Tu Youqiong had another chance, he thought, he would absolutely stay in bed like a good boy and swallow every single complaint, no matter how bitter. Anything would be better than having his Little Martial Uncle fussing over him like this. This Little Martial Uncle, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, was someone Tu Youqiong had never seen before. To him, he was a complete stranger, and he looked so young, not at all like the solemn, steady senior figures they were used to calling…
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- Wang Ziling was like a duck pushed up a ramp, inching step by step into the Lion Tower, now filled with cultivators. It felt as if he were walking into a biting cold wind. He kept telling himself to stay calm, trying to figure out the deeper meaning behind the situation, but Wang Wan’nan's burning gaze made him feel like he was roasting over a fire. It was like being caught between ice and flame. Suddenly, he saw Meng Qiqi standing at the second-floor railing. The words Meng Qiqi had once spoken to…
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- In early spring, just after the Waking of Insects Jingzhe (驚蟄, Awakening of Insects — the solar term when hibernating insects emerge,sword rain fell upon Hangu Pass. Lu Yunting of the Jingbo Sword and Jin Man, The Second Lord of Wuhou Manor, had fought their way from the Luo River all the way to the gates of Hangu Pass. Their sword qi tore through wind and rain, nearly shredding the banners fluttering atop the arrow tower. The general defending the pass could only suppress his fury and ordered his…
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- Xiao Xiao left to carry out the task, and the room quieted, leaving only Meng Qiqi and Chen Boyan behind. Until now, Chen Boyan had never questioned anything Meng Qiqi did. But this time, he could not stay silent. "Little Martial Uncle, what you just gave to Senior Brother Xiao… was that the token from Cangtian?" His tone carried no harshness, yet the gaze fixed on Meng Qiqi was one that could not be avoided. Meng Qiqi had expected the question. He glanced at the faint shadows moving behind the…
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- At the center of Lion Tower stood a dedicated dueling platform. The round stage resembled a massive war drum, its surface painted with countless blooming red plum blossoms, reminiscent of the vibrant vermilion tree inside Chanhua Tower. Luo Yiyi was one of the most ordinary sword cultivators on the Divine Continent. He came from a small village at the foot of Mount Wuming, and by sheer chance had stepped onto the path of cultivation. But unlike the stories in picture books, there had been no mysterious…
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- Just as Shen Qingya’s junior brother hurriedly left Chanhua Tower, a plump middle-aged man with a kindly face and two thin mustaches happened to push open the door to Granny Zhu’s home. His rolls of fat jiggled with every step, yet his hand was surprisingly steady. The soup he carried in the food box didn’t spill a single drop. As he neared the door to the inner room, he stopped to straighten his robe, exhaled, lifted his brows, gathered his courage, and pushed the door open. His cheerful voice…
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- Meng Qiqi obediently got out, while Qing Gu was kept behind by Granny Zhu to keep her company. Left on his own, Meng Qiqi walked off alone. Before long, he slipped away from prying eyes, made his way to Rouge Alley, and knocked on the gate of one of the residences. With a creak, the door opened, revealing a strikingly pretty face. Upon seeing Meng Qiqi, the woman smiled and said, “Oh, Meng Xiu, my lovely gentleman. You finally came.” Meng Qiqi slipped inside and shut the door behind him. “Miss…
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- Jinling was bustling, crowds thronged the streets, and the traffic never stopped flowing. For Qing Gu, who had grown up beyond the passes, this was a scene of liveliness she had never witnessed before. She chirped and chattered nonstop along the way, like a little lark bursting into song. “Master, where exactly are we going?” Qing Gu asked, her speech slightly slurred from the candied hawthorn she was biting into. Meng Qiqi looked at the sugar stuck to the corners of her mouth and shook his head…
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- Xiao Yu’er once asked his master what to do if he accidentally let a secret slip. His master had said that everyone has secrets. Secrets exist to be exposed. So if you want to survive after losing your own, you’d better know someone else’s in return. The smarter a person thinks they are, the more likely they are to be trapped by that very secret. His master’s way of threatening people was never elegant. He usually stabbed you first, then explained why. And his version of why made no sense at…
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