According to Elder Xun, the twenty purple-gold stones Mu Yu brought back would last, at least, a year.
After switching the ordinary spirit stones for the purple-gold ones in the four formations, he stood up and said, … Read more
There was finally an explanation for why Dustfallen Sect’s disciples progressed so fast. Sure, aptitude was one variable, but no aptitude could overcome an inherent lack of spiritual qi. On the other hand, an abundance of … Read more
A few days ago, when Ming Feizhen was sleeping soundly, the last event of Daren Academy’s idol competition was held. Everyone who registered for the martial arts contest had prepared long before the contest, but only the … Read more
Besides losing their patriarch, Dustfallen Sect had been plagued with Uncle An’s terrorism in the kitchen for the last few months. Every meal was a test of courage. They developed a knack for swallowing their food before the taste … Read more
General Manager Xun didn’t pass out for long. As he regained his conscious, he could feel the pain akin to his body collapsing surging through his body. His bones and organs felt as if they were alight. He found … Read more
Ming Feizhen whipped the broadsword again. While it wasn’t uncommon for a blade user to make their blade appear transparent, it was incredibly rare to find someone who could perform it as smoothly as Ming Feizhen. The leader, who … Read more
Over time, Green Pine Sect’s investigators began to devote more attention to details they overlooked the first time around.
General Manager Xun lied in the dark and moist drainage channel, panting, coughing and shuddering. He … Read more
Cultivators had a habit of trying to do things to fill the voids they had due to things they were unwilling to be resigned to even if it hardly did anything. Owing to their lack of power … Read more
Once Mu Yu jumped to his feet, the rocks on the walls shone a light onto him. His body was restrained. By extension, summoning spiritual energy from his body was demanding. “Y-”
“Don’t bother struggling. You can’t break free … Read more
“General Manager Xun?!”
“You recognise me? Cough, cough, pass me some clothes.” General Manager Xun sounded sick based on his panting.
Mu Yu hurriedly took out a changpao from his Cosmos Sleeve and draped it on General … Read more
