Orluros
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After Lord Lingmiao had spoken, he looked toward the youth. The boy’s expression shifted ever so slightly in that fleeting instant. Though the change was subtle, the surging tempest within his heart did not escape the elder’s perception. Even with a lifetime of experience, Lord Lingmiao could not help but sigh inwardly, murmuring silently to himself: “A tribulation.” He then lifted a teapot of antique brass, its wire-threaded design reminiscent of mortal fashion from a thousand years past.…-
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Valley Master Nie, upon hearing these words, responded with ease: “When I first conceived this plan, I had already considered everything and made two preparations. Over two months is enough time for Little Yu to return to Spring Rebirth Valley. If she can come back, that would be ideal. First, it would push Little Yu to the forefront, formally introducing her to the martial world. Second, it would be a chance to choose a good husband for her, thus fulfilling your mother’s last wish and putting my own…-
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Night had already grown deep. On Mouchou Lake, the gentle breeze stirred ripples across the water, while the moon, half-hidden behind dark clouds, cast a faint glow. The entire land slumbered in silence. At this moment, a shadowy figure appeared from somewhere, first lying quietly atop a rooftop, observing in silence for a moment. Suddenly, the figure rose, moving with a serpentine grace to another spot and hiding away. After a short while, the figure revealed itself again, heading straight towards the…
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Nie Qianyu forced a smile and said: “It’s said that this Yue Lao Shrine is where Lady Mo Chou once knelt and made her wish. After she met Ye Feng, she came here with her beloved to fulfill her vow. It caused quite a stir at the time, and the incense here at the Yue Lao Shrine flourished. However, after Lady Mo Chou was suppressed beneath the Frowning Brow Pagoda, the Yue Lao Shrine gradually fell into ruin.” “I see,” Zhang Xiaohua frowned slightly. Nie Qianyu continued: “When I was…
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As for Nie Qianyu, upon hearing Zhang Xiaohua’s congratulations, her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow. In her heart, she felt both regret and sweetness, secretly thinking: “What’s gotten into me? I actually discussed such embarrassing topics with Little Orange in the street? Look at this rascal, he even eavesdropped on a girl’s private conversation—how improper; but then again, this way is also good, I won’t have to confess face-to-face, just thinking about it is embarrassing enough. But since…
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Zhang Xiaohua had originally thought it was nothing more than a small lake—one sweep of his divine sense, and it would be all laid bare before his "eyes". Unfortunately, reality played a big joke on him. While the waters of Lake Mochou were indeed easily scanned down to the bottom without a trace of anything unusual, the Frowning-Eyebrow Pagoda with its accompanying tale was a different story. The tower plunged deeply into the ground, and at its base, there were actually fluctuations of Yuan Qi! Zhang…
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At the edge of the heavens, the pale glow of dawn had already appeared. Morning light streamed down upon rows of palace halls and lofty towers, the glazed tiles reflecting a blinding wash of white brilliance. Within Wenzhao Hall, lamps still burned. In the flickering shadows cast by the flames, the civil and military officials stood in neat ranks like wooden puppets, heads bowed in silence. Upon the imperial steps, Chen Shubao let out a yawn. With sleep-clouded eyes, he waved his dragon…
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Toad Daoist tightly shut his bulging toad-eyes, yet the Buddhist arts meant to subdue demons and vanquish evil that he had expected did not descend. Behind his closed lids, his eyeballs rolled. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes and lifted his head. What he saw first were a monk’s shoes, then a monk’s robes extending upward. The old monk stood there motionless, hands raised in a Dharma seal. “Why haven’t you made a move yet, you bald donkey? Waiting to laugh at this old man?” The old monk…
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Before the face of Lord Lingmiao, a single sword severed the divine ranks of all the earth spirits upon this mountain. Thunder-light scattered in all directions, and for a time, it did not dissipate. Instead, it clustered around the young Daoist, faintly causing his aura to grow fierce and unyielding. Following Lord Lingmiao, the divine general dispatched by the Yujie Mountain God was also brought forth. Upon witnessing such a scene, his face turned deathly pale in fright. After remaining dazed for…
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Chapter 149 — This Poor Daoist, Qi Wuhuo, the Five-Thunder Judge of the Northern Pole Exorcism Court
A thunderous shout erupted—lightning surged in response. This burst of thunder followed the flow of the earth’s meridians and struck down with a deafening crash. Though it coursed wildly, not the slightest trace of its power was lost. It locked directly onto the mountain god's official residence. Inside, a middle-aged man held a woman in his arms, laughing heartily, about to raise a cup of wine to drink, when suddenly, the goblet in his hand exploded. The strong liquor splashed across his chest. He…-
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