Cheng Yan’s wedding was held at Green Pine Sect. As the only Primordial Infant Realm cultivator remaining, Daoist Qing Song was venerated to the point the most important figure of every sect attended the wedding in their … Read more
The mighty power of the Seven Champion White Princes was public knowledge, and everyone knew Emperor Yuansheng wasn’t happy about it. Ever since Luo Ming reduced them to Six Champion White Princes, their fate hung … Read more
“Is that any way to treat Daoist Qing Song?” admonished Feng Haochen.
“Shifu, Qing Song is the most advanced cultivator at Moyun Mountains. I brought him under control out of consideration for your safety. It will be … Read more
“My cultivation will have regressed to Foundation Establishment Realm in eight years’ time. Only Golden Core Realm cultivators will be able to enter Moyun Mountains at that point, and it will be impossible for its inhabitants … Read more
It was the third and last day of the imperial exams. Therefore, there was no surprise that the sound of brushes moving quickly never ceased, and the proctors sternly patrolled the venue. This was the only place in … Read more
Sunlit clouds drifted across the clear blue sky. Mount Dustfallen was as tranquil as always, except for the joyous celebration for a refreshing reason. There were several new faces, but one familiar face was still in darkness.… Read more
Feng Haochen was always aware the energy in Mu Yu harboured a hunger to rule life and the world, which competed with Mu Yu’s ideals. Feng Haochen blocked Mu Yu’s path and looked his pupil straight in … Read more
It had been many, many years, yet the sound of countless birds chirping frantically and the black blade sounding as though it split the ground when it collided with the ground were unforgettable. Every blow was heavy and … Read more
“Mu Yu, make sure you find a way out of Moyun Mountains.” Feng Haochen lunged out in front of Mu Yu.
“Don’t!” The anguish of relying on others to bail him … Read more
Feng Haochen steadied himself and shifted his centre of mass to take Gui Xuanyue’s stab on his shoulder instead of his vital. His blood stained his robe, but he focused himself and yanked the sword out of his shoulder. … Read more