It was autumn, thus the busy villagers, field of yellow corn and jubilant laughter. Mu Yu admired the sight of Waterstream Village, the most ordinary village as they came. They produced few cultivators, but the villagers were wonderful … Read more
Village Chief Bu cooked up the bacon he treasured and brought out wine he hid for year, though he ended up putting the wine back since Mu Yu didn’t drink. Village Chief Bu stood next … Read more
Mu Yu accompanied Tian Ran on her journey to ask cultivators as he was bored. They asked everyone he came across and could ask. Besides that, he inquired about General Manager Xun but was told the … Read more
Uncle An was rigid and clung to traditional values. He wasn’t the type to let Dustfallen Sect’s disciples descend the mountain unless a strict criteria was fulfilled. Fortunately, Feng Haochen explained cultivators needed to train and rest, … Read more
The old tree at Dustfallen Precipice never withered despite having existed for over two centuries and weathered the seasons over and over. Cheng Yan, who was meditating under said tree, grew a lot more mature over the last two … Read more
“Elemental demons are the most diabolic beings in the world. Everywhere they go, they leave a trail of havoc. They have always conspired to exterminate humanity. Immortals strive to master magic in order to eliminate the elemental demons. … Read more
There were only four to five hundred children who qualified to cultivate. The packed entrance was merely the guardians.
Mu Yu stood alone in a courtyard, trees accompanying him. A middle-aged immortal … Read more
Mu Yu rarely ever saw his shifu training. His shifu would farm or relax in the old wooden chair and appreciate the scenery. At night, he shared the happenings of the cultivation world with them, including pills … Read more
Mu Yu was behind Lan Ling’er, who was crouched down on the tree branch. He could see her sodden red clothes and catch whiffs of her favourite orchid scent. He only just realised she was actually quite pretty. … Read more
In the serene velvet dark were the moon and its friends. The gentle breeze grazed their faces. Everyone was gathered at Dustfallen Precipice, as it was learning time at night. The patriarch shared his heartfelt thoughts … Read more