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Chapter 72: Delivering Meat to the Door

As the three of them were on the mountain, with Chen Xiao searching for the hole while walking back and forth, Xi Yunqing was in the village explaining how he would lead the young children away.

First, he would take the group to a villa in a safe area within a valley to temporarily stay. He would teach them the basics o...

Chapter 71: The Heart of the Mine

Du Rong was a high-level cultivator, and yet the rebound force from the iron rod was enough to push him back. If it had been Chen Xiao, he probably would have been thrown off balance and might have even suffered a fracture. Du Rong, holding the iron rod, immediately became serious and warned, “Master, step back a bit. You m...

Chapter 70: The Will of Heaven

After Xie Bai changed into her clothes, Gu Baiyi also donned the black outfit.

She then removed the plain-colored hair band from her wrist, wrapped it around a few times, and gathered her scattered black hair into a neat bun.

While the two of them were changing, Wu Yan crawled back into Ji Rong's arms.

Notic...

Chapter 69: Doubtless

Tears slid down Ji Rong’s chin, soaking into her white silk robe.

She raised a finger and gently wiped them away. After drying her tears, Ji Rong spoke with an emotionless face: "Kill me."

"Go ahead, kill me."

Ji Rong was deeply sad.

"One sword strike, just end me."

Damn, being a villain is so ...

Chapter 68: Tears

The "Flying Sedan" of the Wanjian Sect was spacious, almost equivalent to a small room, furnished with a tea table, chairs, a carpet, and soft couches.

Gu Baiyi sat inside the sedan, her sword, Hanshui, pressed against Ji Rong’s neck, gently applying pressure, forcing her back against the beautiful couch.

With o...

Chapter 67: The Bodhi Tree Has No Tree

Red silk was tied to the Bodhi tree, resembling a bridal gown worn by a new bride.

Ji Rong gazed at the stele beneath the tree.

It was an ordinary stele, its inscription obscured by clouds and mist, making it difficult to discern what was written.

Ji Rong squinted and took a few steps closer.

As the mi...

Chapter 66: The Bodhi Tree

On the left side of Qingluan Peak, the scenery was completely different.

Though this place had once been where Yue Qianqiu practiced swordsmanship, no residence had been built here. Only vines twisted around the area, with occasional chirps of birds coming from afar.

The rain from last night left the earth underfo...

Chapter 70: Qiankong

However, finding the right spot was no easy task. A novice Feng Shui master might be able to trace a dragon vein with their limited knowledge. But when it came time to pinpoint the actual spots, they would be at a loss. Luckily, Chen Xiao had a solid foundation. Not only had he seen many real-world examples with his master, b...

Chapter 69: The Opening of the Path

Afraid that Immortal Immortal Master Xi might refuse, Ah Shou quickly added, “I know I don't meet the usual standards for large sects to take in disciples. I'm too old, my cultivation habits are set, and it would take a lot of effort to correct them. I can't promise I'll achieve much. But I will work harder than ever, and I...

Chapter 68: Request to Enter the Sect

Xi Yunqing was quite thoughtful. Upon seeing that Chen Xiao was genuinely determined to pursue this path, he gave him a detailed introduction about how large sects in the cultivation world recruited disciples, what the process entailed, and the various aspects they would encounter. From Xi Yunqing’s personal perspective, he...

Chapter 67: A Request

Chen Xiao had always been curious about one thing, and now was the perfect opportunity to ask Immortal Master Xi. He said, "How did the Chongxuan Sect get to Fan Village to select disciples? It's so far from Hanshan City, and there are many barriers separating it from the Chongxuan Sect's region. How does your sect decide whe...

Chapter 66: Ah Shou's Reflection

“What is this?!”

Chen Xiao’s eyes widened in surprise, Tong Nuonuo gasped, and Xi Yunqing stood up, while Du Rong’s wine cup, which he had just lifted, slipped from his hands, spilling wine all over himself, but he didn’t even notice.

After adjusting to the sudden intense light, Chen Xiao could finally s...

Chapter 65: Sword Stele

The sound of the zither echoed faintly in the Demon Palace.

Gu Baiyi sat in her seat, gazing at the figure veiled behind layers of white gauze, its outline faintly visible.

Dark blood mist engulfed the bed’s glass lamp, and the mournful, lingering howls of the ghost dragon filled the air.

The figure extend...

Chapter 64: I See You

The thousand-petaled plum blossoms drifted down like a rain of blood.

In a red robe, Gong Yu walked over to the woman, flames seeming to flicker around her. She reached out, lifting the woman who had collapsed on the desk, gently wiping away the blood at her lips.

Gong Yu then carried the woman back to her room, c...

Chapter 63: The Blood Jade Bracelet

The scene that followed was one that Ji Rong could hardly bear to watch.

Gu Baiyi paused for a moment, and then, just as she had described during the sect's meeting, she gently raised her hand and unbuttoned the woman's clothing.

It was as if the woman were drunk. Her face, bathed in the moonlight, flushed faintly...

Chapter 62: Inappropriate Thoughts

While Ji Rong was mentally grumbling, a soft knock came from outside the door. The woman responded evenly, “Come in.”

With her permission, the door creaked open.

A hand gently closed it behind them. A figure in purple turned around, smiled, and greeted, “Greetings, Senior Sister.”

The woman nodded, t...

Chapter 61: Memories

After Gu Baiyi left, Ji Rong fell into a long period of melancholy.

Part of it was because when Gu Baiyi was around, danger lurked at every corner.

But ever since she left, Ji Rong hadn’t run into any venomous snakes while gathering herbs, her alchemy had been going more smoothly than ever, no more exploding fur...

Chapter 45: Debate

Amidst the crowd, Fu Feng, who had been about to make a move, hesitated for a moment before withdrawing his hand from the hilt of his blade.

On the stage, Qiu Zhe opened his mouth but didn’t know where to begin refuting her words. After a long pause, he finally found his voice, exclaiming in alarm, "You… why are you...

Chapter 44: Disturbance

The girl was dressed in plain mourning clothes, making it seem as though she truly was selling herself to bury her father.

She sobbed, kneeling on the ground and repeatedly kowtowing. "Kind sirs, please have mercy. I can serve you as a slave, but I truly do not know how to dance..."

Li Hengmao frowned, about to sp...

Chapter 43: Ambiguity

Li Qingwu suddenly stopped speaking and fell silent.

Noticing Qiu Che’s questioning gaze, she quickly lowered her eyes, trying to cover up her thoughts, and took another sip of water.

In truth, Yao Tai had said much more.

Back then, after a long moment of silence, Li Qingwu had said, "Thank you... but our ...

Chapter 42: Longevity

The sight of one person impeaching a hundred officials was so shocking that even after Qiu Che finished speaking, most people were still in a daze.

After a long, deathly silence, some court officials finally regained their senses. Then, with a great clatter, they all fell to their knees, filling the grand hall with crie...

Chapter 60: Everlasting Affection

A year later.

At the summit of Moonlit Peak, in the Divine Sect.

The rain had just ceased, leaving the empress trees even more vibrant in color. A blue luan perched among the branches, spreading its wings to soar to the treetops, pecking at the dewdrops on the leaves.

Under the golden empress trees, a table ...

Chapter 59: Rescue Her

The terrain of Tianji Peak was perilous. Without the aid of light-footed martial arts or sword flight, reaching Kuaixue Residence within half an hour on foot was nearly impossible.

At this moment, Ji Rong had completely exhausted her spiritual power and could not fly. She could only dash towards Kuaixue Residence with a...

Chapter 58: Changing the Plot

The moment the purple figure plunged off the cliff, Ji Rong felt a sharp pain sear through her wrist.

It was as if she were being burned alive, the agony spreading through her entire body, nearly reducing her very soul to ashes.

The pain was unbearable. Gritting her teeth, Ji Rong reached for the blood jade bracel...

Chapter 57: Blank

Gu Baiyi's voice was soft, her gaze calm.

Yet beneath this serenity, her back remained straight as a sword. Though her eyes were fixed on Mei Lixue, it felt as if she were looking past her, gazing into the vast sky beyond.

From within the black clouds, a crack split open, unleashing a blinding golden light. It res...

Chapter 56: Gu Baiyi's Doubts

The sky over the martial arena was dark and overcast, heavy with the promise of an impending storm.

All eyes were fixed on the center of the stage.

It was unclear whether Mei Lixue had cast a silencing spell or if the crowd was simply too stunned to speak, but the eerie silence was suffocating.

Then, without...

Chapter 65: Dazzling Azure

Earlier, all the elders tested had either lower or middle-grade talents. No one expected that the very first child up for testing would surprise Chen Xiao.

He couldn’t help but ask Xi Yunqing, “How’s that kind of talent?”

Xi Yunqing’s lips curved faintly as he replied, “So long as he’s not exceptiona...

Chapter 64: Testing the Entire Village for Spiritual Roots

Chen Xiao didn’t think it was an exaggeration at all to say the whole village had turned out.

The people of the Changjia Village were thrilled. To them, the idea of an Immortal Sect choosing disciples was something they’d only heard of in stories passed down from the elders. Hidden away deep in these remote mountain...

Chapter 63: Unpredictable

Last night, after careful consideration, Chen Xiao concluded that when it came to working with an immortal sect, there was already a suitable candidate right before him: Immortal Immortal Master Xi Yunqing.

Xi Yunqing held the rank of a martial uncle within the Chongxuan Sect, which meant he carried a certain degree of ...

Chapter 62: Speaking Frankly

Tong Nuonuo’s mood was low and full of worry, his entire demeanor wilted like a drooping flower. Chen Xiao had no choice but to ask about the other person—Wu Qing. Was he also staying here? If possible, they wanted to visit and ask him some questions. After all, Tong Nuonuo was still young and might have overlooked many t...