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“Master… you’re okay… that’s great…” Luo Jiutian’s voice was so low it was barely audible. He lay in the arms […]

“Please, Dark Hall Master, take your seat.” Fuming as he was, Night Demon Venerable wasn’t foolish enough to voice his

The Northern Continent’s scenery was striking: a thousand miles of red maples, clouds drifting endlessly. A crisp autumn breeze stirred,

With personal charm, Zong Ji tamed a few black cranes. He tucked away his fan, standing amiably on a crane

The Chengying Sword lived up to its half-divine reputation, slicing through iron like butter and digging pits with lightning speed.

Early the next morning, Zong Ji set out. Counting on his fingers, the demon sect’s peace conference was three days

“Your Excellency has quite the tolerance.” Dong Yan and Zong Ji clinked cups atop the high platform, their movements bold

Dark Five was swift. In just the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he gathered all the information

“Zong Ji!!!” The roar carried fury, tangled with complexity and shock, perfectly capturing Mu Ye’s mood. Zong Ji admitted he

Jing Zhe’s presence here had a reason. With his reclusive Sword Sovereign nature, leaving Tai Shu Sect’s snowy Tianshan was