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Chapter 2: The Awakening Youth
Title: Shadow of the Silent Blade At midnight, the full moon hung high in the sky. The gates of the majestic palace stood tightly shut, yet all the floor lamps within were lit, their crimson candlelight illuminating the interior furnishings brightly. Ning Qinshui stood at the palace entrance, frowning slightly. The guide was still the same official from earlier that day, Song Ce. He explained, “This is the main hall of General Wang Yangyu. Since the general's sudden death three days ago,…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the clash of sword and claw, a battle of wills unfolds, where a single moment of hesitation can mean the difference between life and death. Thunderclaps roared over Phoenix Lake, their echoes reverberating through the stormy sky. The old fox, manipulating the Witchmaster’s body, vanished from his spot in an instant, leaving only a ripple of demonic energy in his wake. A Clash Above the Lake A white-robed woman streaked through the air like a rainbow, her graceful form intercepted mid-flight…
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Chapter 18: The Old Fox’s Torch
Not a single drop of rain fell upon Phoenix Lake. Across the vast expanse, thick ice sealed the surface. The suspended moisture condensed into a steady fall of hailstones. A masked woman of the Sword Edict Heaven Sect stood upon the frozen lake, leaning on her sword. Blood trickled from beneath her mask. She lifted her head. High above, the blood-red specter of the demon fox coiled around the old man. The Witch Sovereign, clutching a burning ancient scroll, struggled desperately to hold her…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the dim attic, Song Ce gripped a copper pestle over a foot long, engraved with ancient inscriptions, and strode swiftly through the palace’s shadowy corridors. Since the emperor had dismissed all attendants when retrieving the pestle, the outside clamor had not yet reached this place. Because he lacked imperial blood, the pestle had already burned his palm red and swollen. Yet Song Ce still clutched it tightly, his expression calm, bordering on indifference. He recalled the emperor’s shocked,…
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- In the dimly lit world, the imperial palace lay silent deep within its halls. Its vast roof stretched like the wings of a mythical bird, while the glazed tiles, wet with rain, glistened in hues neither loud nor still. Within the palace, floor lamps burned brightly. The young emperor stood beside a golden pillar coiled with dragons, gazing out at the rain-drenched landscape. He recalled the moment earlier when a blue-and-white sedan chair had entered the palace. As the supreme ruler of the realm, he…
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- When Bloodfeather emerged from the water, the two pursuers hadn’t followed. The three figures in his line of sight had become little more than distant dots, still locked in confrontation, too preoccupied to notice him. A flicker of relief at narrowly escaping death mingled with an inexplicable sense of loss. Who would have thought that someone as significant as himself would ultimately be ignored? He couldn’t fathom the origin of that fiery mass either—what was it that had instilled such…
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- Amidst the autumn rain, countless crimson sparrow feathers were drenched, drifting down in fragments. Even after striking the ground, the blood feathers retained vitality, sizzling as rain vaporized into mist. Gradually, they lost all warmth beneath the relentless downpour. Spiritual energy trembled between heaven and earth. Under the clash of sword energy and demonic aura, the city’s rain shattered into mist, swirling into a sky-filling fog. Amidst the haze came cries of birds, the clang of…
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- This was the last autumn rain before winter set in, carrying a chilling weight that fell abruptly before the sun reached its zenith. Lead-black clouds collided overhead. Lightning writhed like giant serpents across the sea of clouds, followed by thunder that roared like mountains and surged like oceans. Mists churned above Phoenix Lake. Inside the imperial city, pedestrians fled in panic. When the Bloodfeather Lord suddenly appeared on the walls, civil and military officials scattered. The adjoining…
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- The moment Zhao Xiang’er leapt into the well, the blue-and-white sedan chair with its white curtains billowing passed through the imperial city’s archway. The young emperor had long been waiting in the palace hall. The imperial city, once shrouded in gloom, gradually erupted into a clamor as the sedan chair approached. Ning Changjiu remarked. It must be the immortal master sought from beyond the mortal world. Shall we go see? Ning Xiaoling’s eyes shone brightly with admiration and…
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- Zhao Shisong pointed at a large, seemingly ordinary compound as he explained slowly. Follow this street all the way, and you'll reach the Jiazi Hall—the imperial treasury. The history and state secrets of the Zhao Kingdom, along with many ancient artifacts, are stored there. But the hall is guarded so fiercely, not even birds dare approach. Ning Changjiu followed his gaze. The deep gates and grand courtyards, stone lions and lanterns, guards patrolling in orderly fashion—all seemed untouched by…
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