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Chapter 122: Furious Sea, Surging Tides In Daiyu, brilliant garments filled the streets, carriages and horses flowed like dragons. Envoys from the Three Xian Mountains and their entourages clamored in the roads; merchants gathered like clouds. It was rumored that Gu Bi Guard had already selected an auspicious date—the twelfth day of the first lunar month—for the grand enthronement of the new emperor. By tradition, a new emperor ought to be enthroned within a month of the previous emperor’s…- 450.2 K • Completed
- Chapter 121: A Century of Lingering Grief Verdant green stretched endlessly, mist drifted through the quiet forest. Outside the ancient temple of Yuanqiao, a young man sat atop a boulder, gazing into the vast sea with a sorrowful expression. He wore a plain black robe, full of gashes from blades and swords. One of his arms had already been severed, the bandage soaked with blood. The light of dusk etched out his handsome features; grief filled his eyes. Fang Jingyu closed his eyes, listening to the…
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- Chapter 120: Peach Source Dream Darkness stretched endlessly. Chu Kuang felt as though he were standing in a narrow corridor, feet pressing damp moss, and the chill wind clinging to his face was cold and clammy. A voice rose from the depths of the gloom—a deep, echoing chant, like ten thousand mouths reciting from the abyss, making the ground beneath him hum and tremble: “To slander the Dharma is to hate and resent the true teachings of the Buddha. The Buddha said: ‘Those who slander the…
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- Chapter 119: Suffering Without Measure Fang Jingyu lay immersed in the lotus pond, face tilted toward the sky, silent. The sky above was quiet and bright blue, betraying nothing of the storm of blood and slaughter unfolding somewhere below. The pond water rippled with pitch-black sludge. Xiao Jiao had told him it was ancient water from the Ming Sea, the source of her divine power—also the same origin from which the mud-bodied monks in the ancient temple were born. Sure enough, though his body was…
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- Chapter 118: Burning with Anxiety The clouds were like white cotton, the wind rolled like a stream, and a bamboo bridge spanned the sword-like peaks. On the bridge, two figures could be seen, one carrying the other, climbing up the bamboo tube, crossing to the other side. That person was the only survivor among the Yingzhou soldiers—a youth named Ah Que, with thick brows, large eyes, and dark skin. He now carried the unconscious Fang Jingyu on his back, struggling forward step by step. Fang…
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- Chapter 117: A Moment, A Thousand Autumns Chu Kuang stepped out of the crumbling house. It was midday; the sun hung high, and the sky and streets were as bright as a sheet of white paper. Shadows pressed close beneath his feet, yet the cold wind whistled sharply, carrying the same unchanging chill of years past. Zheng Deli was sitting in the narrow alley. When he saw Chu Kuang, he stood and called out: “Brother Chu.” “Have you made up your mind?” Zheng Deli nodded. Chu Kuang handed…
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- Chapter 116: Ten Thousand Layers of Siege Because of the blood he had lost, the moment Fang Jingyu unleashed that sword strike, his vision went dark and his body lost all strength. Countless civilians surged toward him, clawing at him as if to tear him apart. But just then, a pair of hands reached in from the crowd and grabbed him fiercely by the collar. He was dragged out of the crowd and thrown onto the back of a warhorse. Perhaps thanks to Xiao Jiao’s divine power, the wound on his severed arm…
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- Chapter 115: In the Face of Blades Furious waves roared like thunder across a hundred li. Bound inside the cabin of Bai Huan Guard’s tower ship, Zheng Deli sat dazed with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he heard a faint rustling. The cabin door creaked open, and a figure slipped inside—it was Chu Kuang, now dressed in a black guard’s uniform, having snuck aboard in disguise. Seeing Chu Kuang, Zheng Deli was overjoyed. Chu Kuang made a silencing gesture, then drew the Heavenly Moutain gold dagger…
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- Chapter 85: The Heart of an Old Friend Within the Lei Ze ship, the soldiers raised their cups in song. The table was laden with rare delicacies, and the bowls brimmed with broth. This was the most carefree night the people of Yingzhou had ever known. Everyone toasted Fang Jingyu and his companions with joy and congratulations. Chu Kuang no longer sulked either, burying himself in sugar crisps. That night, there was no one who didn’t drink and sing in merriment until morning. After resting for…
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- Chapter 84: Sharing Joy and Bitterness Two sharp slaps landed on his face. Fang Jingyu winced in pain and abruptly opened his eyes to see the soft silver moonlight, and Chu Kuang sitting beside him, fierce as a demon, interrogating him: “You slept with me?!” Fang Jingyu was dead tired and used to his sudden outbursts. He closed his eyes again and muttered, “Mm.” Chu Kuang roared, “Damn your ancestors! You pervert, why the hell would you sleep with me?!” “What are you yelling…
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