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"You've sprouted a leaf?" Ye Yiming's face was a mask of doubt. "Do you feel any discomfort?" he asked Qin Haoxuan. Qin Haoxuan nodded, then shook his head. "I feel very good." The spiritual energy in his body was circulating normally, flowing even more smoothly through his meridians than before. The power in his dantian was purer and more potent. Although he didn't understand how he had managed to break through without actively cultivating, everything currently felt normal. Still worried, Ye Yiming…
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Advanced chapter, subscribe my Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair "It doesn't matter. Cultivation is like this. Even with great effort, many things still depend on the will of heaven. A veinless leaf is nothing to worry about. Cultivation is like a long-distance race. Some people can run very fast at the beginning, but others just keep running. Who can truly reach the finish line, perhaps not even the heavens know." Qin Haoxuan nodded in agreement, then said, "Master, your disciple has some…
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Qin Haoxuan gently placed Pu Hanzhong's body in the coffin. He then took a wet towel and carefully wiped his senior brother’s face, straightened his clothes, and closed the lid. Then, he drove the horse-drawn cart and, accompanied by Master Xuanji and the others, proceeded slowly towards the Mountain of Heroic Spirits. Only then did the onlookers realize that Qin Haoxuan’s Guiding Senior Brother from the Nature Hall had died from the exhaustion of his lifespan. A wave of whispers immediately went…
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Two hours later, Qin Haoxuan opened his eyes. He noticed that his senior brother was still meditating and found it a bit strange. Usually, it was Pu Hanzhong who opened his eyes first. Why was he still meditating after so long? He rose quietly and moved past Pu Hanzhong, preparing to get out of bed, but he suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Although Pu Hanzhong was in a meditative posture, Qin Haoxuan couldn't feel him breathing, nor could he feel any warmth from his body. At such a close…
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"Master, he was my senior brother…" Qin Haoxuan could only shake his head, his voice filled with sorrow. "I will obey you in all other matters, but this one thing, I cannot. My only Guiding Senior Brother is Senior Brother Pu. Even in death, no one can take his place." "Absurd!" Xuanji's face suddenly hardened, though the grief did not recede. "When a person dies, their lamp is extinguished. All that remains is a useless vessel of skin and bone! A funeral is merely a ceremony for the living! Do you…
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With both the Sect Master and the head of the division in seclusion, there were only two ways to get someone out of the Demon Monitoring Division's observation cells. The first was to obtain a release order signed by the masters of all five halls. The second was to have a Hall Master from an unrelated hall personally come to verify the disciple's innocence. Master Xuanji sighed. He couldn't very well explain the Nature Hall's secret support for Qin Haoxuan. Such things could be done in private, and…
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Hiding in the crowd, Zhang Yang listened to the discussions, his venomous eyes locked on Qin Haoxuan. He secretly wondered, Why is he so strong? Is it really just because of the Qi-Circulating Powder? Others might attribute the achievement to the medicine Xu Yu refined, but Zhang Yang felt that wasn't the whole story. The powder could only speed up cultivation; it couldn't strengthen the body to the point of being immune to blades and spears. Qin Haoxuan had to have some great treasure on him. Although…
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In a remote and inconspicuous corner of Emperor Peak sat a small, unremarkable courtyard. Over its entrance hung a slightly worn plaque bearing two words: Demon Monitoring Division. Of all the countless departments within the Taichu Sect, the Demon Monitoring Division was by far the most mysterious. Though it was located in a remote area and looked dilapidated, it was the most enigmatic and terrifying place in the entire sect. Nominally, the Demon Monitoring Division was under the jurisdiction of the…
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After falling from such a great height, Qin Haoxuan was unconscious for only a few breaths before his mind snapped back to clarity. He wiggled his fingers. Aside from a few broken bones, the churning of blood in his chest that made him want to vomit, and the world spinning around him, he was fine. He wasn't… going to die. That was close! A cold sweat broke out on his skin. He had thought victory was certain and had relaxed for just a moment, only for his opponent to pull such a trick. If not for his…
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On the wide arena stage, a disheveled Yan Dong wore a triumphant expression, a sneer on his lips, and a hint of resentment in his eyes. He had wanted to kill Pu Hanzhong on the spot, but that part of his plan had failed. Qin Haoxuan supported the heavily injured Pu Hanzhong, his gaze lifting to meet Yan Dong's on the stage. Fury filled his chest. Hearing his senior brother, even in such a state, still worrying about him, he was moved, but even more than that, he was consumed by an uncontrollable rage. Xu…
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