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After that, even Daoist Ling Xuan, the direct disciple, could no longer discern whether his master was "real or an illusion" at that moment. From that day on, the illusionary world created by his master dissipated, and Ling Xuan himself was expelled along with it. For nearly a hundred years thereafter, his master, a True Immortal, seemed to have vanished from existence, never appearing again. Believing that his master had gone mad, Daoist Ling Xuan concealed the truth and simply told his Junior Sister…-
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"Junior Sister!" "Junior Sister! Wake up!" Inside the side room, Daoist Ling Xi was slumped over a table, with a copy of the Book of Songs beside her. Upon entering the room and seeing his Junior Sister in such a state, Daoist Ling Xuan panicked and hurriedly shook her shoulders. Seeing this, Gu Ning'an flicked his fingers, sending a streak of mystical light into the crown of Daoist Ling Xi’s head. The next second, her body trembled, and she suddenly sat up, looking dazedly at Daoist Ling Xuan as…
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At the center of Half-Sun Island, an ancient-style courtyard stood nestled within a bamboo grove. Inside the courtyard, a side chamber glowed softly with candlelight. The interior was elegantly simple—bed, table, and chairs, all with clean lines and minimal ornamentation. On the eastern wall hung several ink paintings of landscapes and flocks of birds, exuding a sense of tranquil refinement. A beautiful young woman, dressed in a plain-colored gown, reclined slightly at the desk, leisurely flipping…
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We've arrived? That fast? When the Blaze Bug Clan opened their eyes, they were utterly stunned by the sight before them! What lay before them was the boundary where golden desert met lush green grasslands. Looking around, they saw countless members of the Blaze Bug Clan stretching endlessly in all directions. Had they all been transported in just the blink of an eye? How much power would such a feat require? No, more importantly—just how powerful must this teleportation technique be to move…
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The Blaze Bug clan was born of heaven and earth, a race of spirit beasts shaped by the forces of nature. From the moment of their birth, they naturally developed rigid exoskeletons and were capable of speech. However, their inability to cultivate and their dependence on external spiritual energy to survive seemed like a cruel joke played on them by fate. Tracing back the history of the Blaze Bugs, their lineage extended over a thousand years, and Granny Blaze was not even the longest-living member of…
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“Cultivation technique!” Granny Blaze’s voice suddenly grew loud, echoing throughout the entire cave. On the cave’s ceiling and walls, the surrounding Blaze Bugs all lit up in response to her astonishment, their glow intensifying. However, in the very next second, Granny Blaze calmed down. “Mr. Gu... you might not be aware, but our Blaze Bug clan is incapable of cultivation. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have to rely on physical labor just to earn the spiritual energy we need to…
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The night sky hung low, with a dazzling river of stars stretching across the heavens. The starlight bathed the desert, creating a dreamlike and surreal landscape. Tonight, the winds were still—one of the rare "peaceful" nights in Northern Huangtian. A gentle breeze swept through the sand, causing the reflected starlight to ripple like waves. Gu Ning'an walked leisurely across the boundless sea of sand. Perched on his shoulder, Doubao widened its tiny "bean eyes," dutifully performing its role as a…
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Bang! Bang! Bang! Minister Ma slammed the table hard, his brows tightly furrowed. "Enough, enough! Why the hell are you all looking so dejected?" "Those who accomplish great things do not fuss over minor losses!" "I'm a damn first-rank official, and now I'm just like you all—nothing left except the clothes on my back!" "But so what?" Saying this, Minister Ma suddenly stood up, his voice rising as he laughed, "Right now, I am ninety percent certain—the Fifth Prince will ascend to the throne in the…
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"Everyone, take a look—have I missed anything?" A calm voice echoed in the officials' ears as Gu Ning'an set down his wolf-hair brush. The officials surrounding him hurriedly stepped forward, scrambling through the stack of rice paper to find the one with their own name on it. In no time, each of them was holding a personal "wealth inventory." And the moment they looked at it, they broke into a cold sweat. Among the officials present, the lowest-ranking one was merely a village head—yet even he…
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Inside the private room, while the other officials were away, Mi Youfu casually probed Gu Ning'an, trying to figure out his background and interests. Seeing that Gu Ning'an was unmoved by wealth, Mi Youfu naturally shifted his focus to pleasure. To cater to the tastes of the two officials in the room, the pipa-playing servant was, of course, human—her appearance and figure were also top-tier. However, before Mi Youfu could even summon her over, the man in white across from him seemed to have read his…
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