Moonlit_Scholar_C
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The moment the shout rang out, a figure appeared in front of Ji Ou, raised a hand, and slapped him squarely across the face. Ji Ou didn't have time to react; he was sent tumbling through the air, rolling several times before crashing to the ground. In that instant, from the surrounding mountaintops, eyes filled with astonishment watched the scene unfold. Ji Ou felt a wave of sorrow and frustration wash over him. Once, a young genius had tried to show off, but before he could even begin... he was slapped…-
3.8 M • Ongoing
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Ye Wushuang, accompanied by Li Wenbo, Su Jin Yue, and Qing Shiyu, appeared at the entrance of the valley. Upon seeing Ye Wushuang's arrival, Shi Wuheng stepped forward and said, “Ye Wushuang, don't take it to heart. My two disciples here... they both have issues with their heads.” Among the current seven core disciples of Lingjian Mountain: The strongest, Qin Mu Yu, is a disciple of Master Yan Ling. Li Wenqing is a disciple of Master Yuwen Yi. Mu Zili is a disciple of Master Mu Ye Yun. Ye Wushuang…
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A figure clad entirely in black stood there, draped in a long, dark robe and wearing a black hat that concealed every inch of his body, exuding an air of mystery. Nearby, several disciples cast curious glances in his direction. Who on earth is this guy? At that very moment, more figures began to arrive. One of them alighted with a graceful, almost ethereal poise, her movements light and captivating. She was a young woman, seemingly in her early twenties, with bright, clear eyes and a pure, serene…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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His voice was extremely flamboyant, drawing the attention of everyone present. As gazes turned, they saw a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in a snug, light green linen tunic, with a soft, lightweight armor draped over it. His large, round face and towering stature seemed to carry a whirlwind around him. The young man carried a massive blade, almost as tall as himself, with both hands resting lazily on it, exuding an air of nonchalance. “Whoa, it’s him!” “Bad…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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Li Wenbo quickly said, “Ji Ou, you’ve been away on your trials and don’t know what’s been happening within the sect. Don’t act recklessly.” Ji Ou chuckled and said, “How could I not know? I ran into Jiang Yihan, and he told me everything.” “Ye Wushuang, seventeen years old, was at the eighth level of Tengang half a month ago, and now he’s at the ninth level.” “Half a month ago, at the eighth level of Tengang, he killed Li Bai Fan in just three moves.” “I heard from that kid…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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Ye Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, "The Jiutian Xueming Dew is a heavenly and earthly spirit dew, formed over the accumulation of days and months." "Though this substance is rare, it is still much simpler to obtain than an eighth-grade spirit pill. It occasionally appears in various regions." "Don't worry," Ye Wushuang comforted, "On my way here, I heard that the Heavenly and Earthly Gates are about to manifest. Such a rare and extraordinary world might just have the Jiutian Xueming Dew, and…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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**Rumble... rumble...** The rolling thunder roared, echoing through the valley. The stone walls of the valley were once again shattered by the force of the thunder, but Ye Wushuang stood at the forefront, allowing the thunderbolts to strike him directly, channeling their power into his body. As the muffled thunder rumbled and fell into Ye Wushuang's body, the three thunder palaces within him began to crackle and explode. In just half a month, Ye Wushuang had progressed from having only one thunder palace…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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Gazing at the young man slumbering on the Thousand Lotus Snow Jade, a flood of emotions and a myriad of thoughts surged within Yè Wúshuāng. He had never anticipated that Yín Shènghào would be in such a state when they met again. Yè Wúshuāng looked at Yín Shènghào, who seemed to be in a deep sleep, and said slowly, "This should not be..." At that moment, he gently extended his hand. "No!" "No!" Both Master Sīyīn and Sū Chényāng's faces changed dramatically. But Yè Wúshuāng's hand…
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Upon hearing these words, Su Chenyang let out a bitter smile and said, "My lord, actually, it's not that Master Siyin cannot solve my problem. It's just that... even though I know the solution, I simply cannot achieve it!" Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang looked at Siyin and Su Chenyang with curiosity. Master Siyin spoke slowly, "Old Su's injuries accumulated over the years as we fled, with various poison wounds and traumas from others' spiritual energy attacks. It's quite a complex situation..." "Only an…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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Surrounding this sword mountain were towering peaks on all sides, with a fierce wind howling at the center, shaking the eardrums. Sū Chényāng also appeared at this location. “Is Shènghào here?” Yè Wúshuāng was surprised. Sū Chényāng clasped his hands and said, “Reporting to my lord, this Sword Stone Forest is quite peculiar. The reason we chose this place as the foundation of Lingjian Mountain back then was precisely because of this... Demon Wind Gorge!” Demon Wind Gorge? Sū…
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