Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
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Reading
5 d, 3 h
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Regardless of any hidden difficulties, a thorough investigation must be conducted. These words already carried an imposing and chilling authority. In truth, one could well imagine it—each year, the dispersal of miasma and dryness; every century, the purging of evil energies; every five centuries, the Penglai Division regulating clouds and distributing qi. Thus, after 3,600 years of accumulation, the final step was taken—to suppress evil spirits in utter silence, using the mountain rains and earthly…-
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The children responded with a few cheerful calls. Although they did not understand why the old man was waiting at the village entrance, nor could they grasp the weight and solemnity of the word , they were simple and pure. The promise of candy was enough to make them happy. After agreeing, they turned and ran back toward the village, quickly disappearing into the distance. Lingmiao Gong stood alone at the village entrance, his gaze following a small river meandering into the village. The settlement…
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Qi Wuhuo raised his gaze to the and nodded. The elder lightly patted his shoulder, and flowing energy enveloped him, concealing both his presence and aura. Heaven and earth veiled him; all beings obscured their forms. Thus, his three souls receded into the Niwan Palace, and his essence and energy returned to chaos. Even the Divine General of the Heavenly Realm, Thousand-Mile Eye, could not catch a glimpse of his trace; nor could the Truth-Hearing Beast of the Underworld hear the faintest sound of…
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Qi Wuhuo walked toward the young woman. On either side, the sea of flowers was filled with rare and exquisite immortal blossoms, their fragrance invigorating the spirit, sharpening the mind, and clearing the heart. For those newly embarking on the path of cultivation, meditating here and refining their soul would yield the equivalent of a thousand days’ progress in a single day. However, Qi Wuhuo, with his already strong and pure primordial spirit, merely found the scenery exceptionally…
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As Qi Wuhuo turned and left, the sea of flowers behind him gradually closed, like a door shutting. As the floral expanse sealed itself, the serene sanctuary—like a realm of immortals dwelling in the mortal world—vanished from his senses. Qi Wuhuo approached the elder and handed him the jade slip. The elder did not show sadness or disappointment. His expression remained gentle and serene, reflecting a vast, boundless compassion that allowed his disciples to choose their own paths. Such grand…
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Qi Wuhuo quietly gazed at the hazy rain and mist ahead, without doubting the truth of his teacher's words. If so many senior brothers had already been lost in the affairs of the world, entangled by their struggles, and Teacher merely waited for them to cultivate and awaken on their own, to remember the teachings of old and rediscover their original hearts, then his own fate would be no different. The elder led him to a slightly elevated hill and turned around to face the wind and rain shrouding the…
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Qi Wuhuo spoke softly: “This is…” The old man replied: “Your senior brother.” As he stepped forward, Qi Wuhuo followed closely behind. Upon approaching, he could see that the grave was merely a cenotaph—a resting place without a body. Desolate and forlorn, the splendor of past years had long been washed away by wind and rain. A profound impact struck the young man’s heart, and his expression became solemn. All the tangled thoughts from before had been severed by the contemplation of life…
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The young Daoist slowly approached through the misty rain. The various spiritual beings residing in this mountain watched his back and murmured in hushed voices: "That young Daoist—is he really the one responsible for such a massive commotion just now?" "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" An old man, barely five feet tall, his long beard dragging on the ground, stroked his beard while waving a wooden staff in his hand as he expressed his opinion: "The earlier upheaval—it felt like the heavens and…
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Oh, guiding people into the Dao. It seemed that Lu Chunyang’s cultivation was rather ordinary. The Old Pine Tree observed the young Daoist and immediately understood. He calmed himself, stroked his beard, and replied unhurriedly: "Not a problem, not a problem. This old man remembers this person. In due time, there will be a method to find them for you." "When the time comes, I will certainly help you locate this person." After a brief pause, he emphasized: "This old man has lived for five hundred…
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As his voice fell, the young maiden in the mirror visibly stiffened, her body frozen for a brief moment. Then, as though startled, she swayed backward, nearly falling to the ground with a thud. A gasp of air followed, as if she had bumped into something, accompanied by the sound of flustered movements. Finally, with a whoosh, she popped back into view, leaning in close. “Qi… Qi… Qi Wuhuo?” It seemed she had retreated in shock, knocking into something in the process. A smudge of dust now marred…
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