spirapira

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    • by spirapira Upon hearing this, Zhan Changfeng asked, "What is the reason for it this time — is it the work of a deviant cultivator?" "Most likely." The linen-robed elder thought it over and felt something was wrong. "But how could mere flute music control us all? I fear we were already bewitched by something back at the inn." The others naturally arrived at the same conclusion, and they turned to the two Bureau of Patrol cultivators who had remained behind, saying: "What are we still waiting here for? Go back to the…
    • by spirapira Upon hearing this, the two Bureau of Patrol officers actually let out a sigh of relief. They glared fiercely at the innkeeper's attendant. "That makes things easier then. Although the Dream Marten has the ability to pull people into dreams, its offensive power isn't strong. Without this rogue cultivator's assistance, it can't amount to much." "Wait until we bring him back and interrogate him properly. Then we'll give everyone a satisfactory answer." The attendant sneered but didn't say a single word. At…
    • by spirapira Zhan Changfeng had no intention of dwelling on the matter further. "I'm still standing here, so you don't need to worry about my safety. Imperial Aunt, today I have something far more important to tell you." Yi Shang said nothing, stubbornly holding her gaze. Only when her eyes began to ache did she finally relent. "Fine. You won't say it, and I won't ask. I only hope that no matter what you face in the future, you remember to preserve yourself." Seeing Zhan Changfeng agree, Yi Shang then said, "Tell me…
    • by spirapira "Hyah!" A horse-drawn carriage raced down the main road and entered the principal city of Huangzhou. Huangzhou — yet another underestimated place. Remote and far from the center of power, it had always been overlooked. But from the moment she stepped into Huangzhou's territory, she felt her mind become remarkably clearer, and her perception of the heavenly and earthly elemental forces grew increasingly sharp. It was more suited to cultivation than most places. "Your Highness, shall we find an inn to stay…
    • by spirapira Wu Cheng's scalp had already been tingling with dread, but when he turned to see Zhan Changfeng cut down Gongsun Jing, his heart plunged into an icy abyss. Wu Fei Yu, too, wore a look of mild surprise, her eyes shimmering softly before she broke into a light laugh. "Little brother need not be envious — in a moment, you'll end up just like him." Who's envious! Wu Cheng was about to burst out in a torrent of curses when the drifting metallic stench of blood caught in his throat, and his eyes snapped wide…
    • by spirapira The Flag Mountain range was perpetually shrouded in thin mist, filled with natural obstacles at every turn. Finding the legendary immortal sage was no easy feat, yet the harder he was to find, the more people ventured into the mountains to search. Later, the rumors spread to the common people, and those seeking wealth and glory, those wishing to save the world, those hoping for official titles and noble ranks, those longing to receive the mandate of heaven—wave after wave of people rushed into the…
    • by spirapira Approaching Hengzhou City, Yi Shang spotted a dense crowd gathered at the city gate from a great distance, and nearly thought the Governor had set up an elaborate reception waiting for her. A rider came galloping forward and dropped to his knees. "Upon hearing that Her Highness the Imperial Princess is arriving, the Governor has led the entire city's populace out to welcome you. Please, Your Highness, proceed forward." Led the entire city's populace? What was that old man scheming? Yi Shang's eyelid…
    • by spirapira "Capture him alive, and wealth and status shall be yours!" A cold flash of sword light swept past, and a line of blood sprayed out — the man who had just finished shouting tumbled from his horse. Before the mounted party could even react, several more jets of blood erupted, and severed heads went flying into the air. "Yikes!" Triangle-Eyes flung away the head that had landed in his arms as if it had burned him, nearly losing his seat in the saddle. It wasn't the severed head that had frightened him…
    • by spirapira Neither Zhan Changfeng nor Gongsun Jing wanted to play the fool who fights while a third party reaps the rewards — they separated the moment they made contact and did not strike again. The sword thrust Zhan Changfeng had driven into Wu Cheng back then had been delivered with lethal intent; even if it hadn't killed him, it should have left him gravely wounded. Yet here he was, appearing perfectly unharmed. Wu Xingshan's abilities could not be measured by ordinary standards. What Zhan Changfeng was more…
    • by spirapira Zhan Changfeng tended to her wounds and began cultivating the Nine-Cycle Rebirth Art. The "Nine-Cycle" aspect primarily tempered the bones; at her current stage it granted no offensive power, yet her constitution had grown considerably stronger. The "Rebirth" aspect cultivated the soul, using the power of the divine soul to form techniques that struck at the souls of others. "Rebirth" was the only aspect she could currently cultivate. Although the Five Elements Dao Scroll within the Dragon Scale Divine…
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