Moonlit_Scholar_C
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What's even more incredible is that Yun He is at the fourth level of the Refining Body Realm, possessing the strength of eighteen oxen. How could Ye Wushuang, a disabled person, possibly hold Yun He's wrist and stop him? "Shuang'er..." Ye Qingfeng and Liu Yuemei were also shocked into a stupor at this moment. A crackling sound rang out, and Ye Wushuang's fingers exerted force, followed by a pig-like scream of agony. Yun He's hand bone was broken. He howled incessantly, falling to the ground, his face…-
3.8 M • Ongoing
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Ye Wushuang gazed at the rear wall of the courtyard, where a statue stood. It was a towering figure, a full ten feet tall, but now it was utterly decayed and disfigured. According to Uncle He, this statue represented the founder of the Ye clan, Ye Wentian. Five hundred years had passed since the Ye clan's zenith, and in those years, the family had fallen into decline. Various factions, eager to stomp on the Ye family as it fell, had stripped them of everything of value. This statue had been scrutinized…
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Ye Wushuang had obtained the Nine-Heavens Spirit-Taming Pagoda, a divine artifact that had merged with him and was sealed within the forbidden Burial God Mountain along with him. During the million years of his imprisonment, he had activated the pagoda and discovered a divine technique within it: the Nine-Transmutations Immortal Technique. This technique allowed him, as a Heavenly Emperor, to continuously peel away his divine spirit into nine separate entities, thereby escaping the seal. The divine spirit…
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Meanwhile, on the other side, Liu Yuemei, accompanied by her two children, walked slowly, heading back towards the Ye residence. “Feifei, does it hurt?” Ye Wushuang asked, looking at his sister’s swollen, red cheek with concern. “I’m not in pain!” Despite her young age, Ye Feifei was very sensible. She smiled and said, “Big brother is in more pain than me, and he doesn’t cry. Feifei won’t cry either!” Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “That’s right, don’t cry! What’s there to cry…
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3.8 M • Ongoing
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"Indeed, how can you still be considered human?" A young man from the Yun family, standing beside Yun Qingyue, stepped forward, pointing at Ye Wushuang indignantly. "Second Miss was terrified last night, waking up several times in fright. She is still confined to her bed. And because of you, the eldest miss was punished by the clan head, forced to kneel in the ancestral hall for an entire night." "Had it not been for the eldest miss's plea for mercy, you wouldn't have just had your limbs broken and your…
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“Mother!!!” At that moment, Ye Wushuang's eyes turned bloodshot. Her hands clutched the door panel so tightly that blood seeped through her fingers, yet she was utterly unaware of the pain. Even though her limbs were shattered and her vital meridians were destroyed, in that moment, Ye Wushuang, trembling and weak, miraculously managed to stand up. With each step faltering, she staggered forward until she reached her mother, Liu Yuemei. Her hands clutched her mother's arm firmly, and a voice that was…
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"Save this boy? I shall not!" In the Tianyuan Continent, within the Qingyun Empire, in the city of Liuyue, there lies the Sacred Dan Pavilion. A venerable old man, with temples tinged with white and clad in a Dan Master's robe, stood in the grand hall, gazing coldly at the three figures before him. His voice, devoid of any warmth, echoed through the chamber. Among the three was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a coarse cloth dress. Though her face was still beautiful, years of toil had left her looking…
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