Lan Ling’er and Mu Yu were blessed with peaceful days once they returned home. After discussing it with each other, Mu Yu decided to bury the fiend spirit at Dustfallen Precipice. He neither wanted to use it nor for … Read more
Moyun Mountains name was, perhaps, derived from the expansive land and countless tall mountains. Cultivators were avid fans of constructing their sects on mountains. The first reason for that was due to the peaceful … Read more
Lan Ling’er didn’t utter a word, focusing on controlling her emotions as best as she could instead when Mu Yu mentioned Lie Shang.
Tian Ran sulked, “It’s practically impossible for you to come to our places. … Read more
It wasn’t Lie Shang but a maiden Dustfallen Sect’s duo recognised. She was Tian Ran, the girl searching for Sword Shadow Dust Gale. The duo and Ju Wenxing were stunned a maiden so young could drive … Read more
A group barged into Dustfallen Sect’s place, charging through the shabby door. Several of them carried two individuals covered under white sheets, feet being the only body part revealed, on a stretcher. Their leader was a … Read more
The individual in grey was suspected to be Ju Wenxing’s imposter.
From the moment Ju Wenxing killed Li Yuan, Mu Yu judged Ju Wenxing to be in some sort of rush. As … Read more
They needed a different strategy if they hoped to throw Cheng Yan off his game because he wouldn’t react to Kongkong and Miaomiao’s antics. Cheng Yan would set up a spiritual … Read more
Despite having visited the city before, visiting it again was a new experience for Mu Yu. Over a hundred households in the village weren’t even a tenth of the city’s population. The duo distinctively resembled … Read more
“I know that. But the fact you’ve only had two people capable of cultivating in a decade makes you useless, doesn’t it?” derided Xiaohu.
“More doesn’t necessarily mean anything. Is the sect you join not of prime importance?” … Read more
The rustling leaves and birds’ songs stirred emotions. The ashes still burning reminded the witnesses of the flame horses’ determined last stand.
The cultivator holding the fiend spirit was so enamoured that he dropped his guard. By the time … Read more
