Orluros
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Having thought it through, Zhang Xiaohua placed both hands onto the protruding parts of the pill furnace and guided his true qi into it. This furnace was indeed extraordinary—its internal temperature could be controlled at will with the flow of true qi. "Isn't this quite easy to control?" Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but frown slightly. After becoming more familiar with it for a short while, Zhang Xiaohua turned the earth fire to its maximum. One hand remained on the furnace’s protrusion to…
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Seeing the steaming heat and mist swirling through the cave, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but chuckle in exasperation. This isn't pill refining at all—this is basically ‘pill boiling’. The dozen or so cauldrons within the cave were nothing more than gigantic versions of the decoction pots used in the Qihuang Hall. Sigh, the human imagination truly knows no bounds. Zhang Xiaohua was speechless. Looking at Valley Master Nie's smug expression, and Nie Qianyu's prideful face, Zhang Xiaohua truly…-
1.1 M • Ongoing
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Zhang Xiaohua furrowed his brow and asked: “Uncle Nie, the temperature in this valley seems slightly higher than outside. Is it because of the alchemy furnaces?” Valley Master Nie smiled and replied; “Nephew Ren, you’re truly observant. The temperature during this season is actually similar to that outside. I thought you wouldn’t notice. In truth, if you came here during winter, the difference would be much clearer.” Zhang Xiaohua was startled, a look of realization dawning upon him.…
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At the Qihuang Hall, when Mu Qingxuan heard that Zhang Xiaohua was heading to the Inner Valley, he felt a deep sense of reluctance. He knew well that in just over a month, Zhang Xiaohua had already reached such a level in medicine that his future accomplishments would be beyond measure, perhaps even surpassing those of his own master. However, this was the jianghu. Zhang Xiaohua was, first and foremost, a martial artist of extraordinary skill, and only then a healer with compassion in his…
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Speaking of the arts of Qihuang—the healing arts—it is impossible not to speak of the human body. Though Zhang Xiaohua cultivated the Immortal Dao and tempered his meridians, the truth was that he had never truly had the chance to systematically study the knowledge of the Immortal Dao. In fact, even within the Immortal Dao, most of the research that had been done focused solely on the meridians of the human body; as for the entire human form, there was still no extremely detailed understanding. Of…
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“Just how lively is the capital?” Lu Liangsheng sat upon the stone steps, watching as the woman tied her pale-green horse to the trunk of a nearby tree. The old donkey, which had been idly flicking the Toad Daoist about in play, suddenly stopped. Snorting, it ambled over and nuzzled at the pale-green horse, frightening it into trotting nervously around the tree. “No need to worry. It won’t hurt your horse.” Hearing the scholar’s voice drift out from beneath the eaves, Min Yuerou…
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In the night sky, the morning stars and full moon faded into the blackness, while in the east a pale fish-belly white spread, letting through a thread of dawn light. The feeling of weakness had already receded somewhat. His spirit slowly recovered within the darkness. Faintly, he could hear the old donkey’s braying, and from time to time, Honglian’s calls of: “Young Master.” After a moment, he could feel a cool, damp towel gently wiping his face and hands. ‘It’s fine now… Pudu Cihang…
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Yue Shiru’s mind stalled slightly, and he even instinctively glanced behind the young Daoist, before he came to his senses—this Earth Deity before him was not terrified of someone else, but of the very same gentle and courteous young Daoist standing before them. A bizarre yet strangely fitting feeling welled up within Yue Shiru at the same time— He said it was already taken care of. So this is what he meant by “taken care of”?! Such ruthless intent! Such overwhelming murderous…-
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The young Qin Wang and his elder sister left the Zhongzhou prefectural city without causing so much as a ripple in that vast and bustling metropolis. The common folk still went about their affairs as usual, living as they always had. In fact, compared to the comings and goings of these so-called great figures, there was something far more important at hand—the New Year was but a few days away, and all of Zhongzhou had already been swept up in the festive atmosphere. The young Daoist had been…
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The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked to the doorway, where someone was already waiting with a lantern—it was none other than Little Orange. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua, Little Orange smiled and said: “Son-in-law, are you heading back to rest?” Zhang Xiaohua replied: “Little Orange, it’s only been half a day since we last met, and you’re already teasing me like this? I’d rather you call me Brother Ren.” But Little Orange would not relent, arguing: “Master has given strict…
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