Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
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Words
1.5 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 4 h
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A white mist rose over the river’s surface, and gentle waves rippled outward with a hush. As the oar sliced through the water, the small, nimble sailboat glided silently, cutting through the thick veil of fog. The great river was wide, though not so vast as the open sea. As the sailboat drifted steadily onward, it had already reached midstream. The current grew swifter, waves crashing against one another and striking the hull. The boat rocked with each impact, especially at the bow and along the…
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Spring rain had fallen for several days in a row, and a white mist stretched endlessly through the dense forest. The old donkey flicked its bald tail cheerfully, tongue lolling as it licked at the tender grass on the ground. Perched atop its back was the Toad Daoist, clutching both of the donkey’s ears to steady himself, smacking it with his webbed hand to maintain balance. “Didn’t I tell you not to imitate this old man? And still you do!” From within the bookshelf, Nie Honglian hummed a…
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“…Sigh, I wonder if a time of chaos is truly approaching. Just a few days ago, something strange happened in the capital. A demonic cultivator stirred up trouble—he broke through the Jianchun Gate, scattered the garrison troops, and charged straight into the imperial palace, even smashing apart the Golden Luan Hall where His Majesty holds court.” It was near the third month of the year, and along the road leading from the southeastern Fulin Prefecture to the capital, night had already fallen. At a…
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Bordering the lands of the Northern Zhou, the mountains gradually grew rugged. After two days of ceaseless spring rain, a green veil now cloaked the slopes in the distance. Beneath the leaden curtain of rain, Lu Liangsheng lay sideways across a donkey’s back, engrossed in a scroll he held in his hands. From time to time, he would flick his robe sleeves, and the falling raindrops would shift aside, swept gently away from him. The old donkey plodded forward at a leisurely pace, the bell around its neck…
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At last, we’ve reached this point. Seeing everyone’s comments and general approval, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. When I first conceived this novel, there really wasn’t much of a grand plan. But later I thought— for all you well-read fellow book lovers, a cultivation story that’s just straight-up ascension might feel predictable, even dull after a while. So I wondered, could I create a cultivation novel that blends in multiple elements? Structurally, maybe a bit of farming, perhaps the…
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Inside the Golden Hall of the imperial city, Min Changwen sat with eyes closed, listening to the gentle, lingering melodies of silk strings and chime bells played by court musicians. At the center of the hall, courtesans in flowing sleeves danced gracefully like orioles and swallows, their swaying forms elegant and captivating. A single glance cast back over the shoulder carried endless charm, drawing waves of applause. Between the banquet tables, wine cups clinked and drinking games rang out. Amid the…
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In the distance, chaos surged down the long street. Amidst cries of panic and alarm, even the birds flying beneath the sunlight were startled into changing course, letting out a sharp cry as they veered away, gliding past the dense, leafy phoenix trees below. Sha sha sha—the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree rustled softly in the wind. The Toad Daoist, dressed in a long robe, lay sprawled on a small recliner, basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun. At the sound of the bird’s cry, he lazily…
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Around the second quarter of the hour of Chen, the carriage rolled through the quiet streets of dawn. Seated within, Lu Liangsheng lifted the curtain’s corner. The fallen leaves that once blanketed the streets were nowhere to be seen. …To select men of talent for the realm—His Majesty must indeed hold scholars in great esteem. Otherwise, never in the past were the streets so meticulously swept. If that is truly the case, he should be willing to patiently hear what I have to say. With such thoughts,…
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The eunuch came to a halt ahead of the gathered group. “His Majesty is hosting a banquet in the Chengyun Hall. All esteemed guests, please follow this humble servant.” A banquet? It wasn’t only Lu Liangsheng who looked puzzled—several of the other successful candidates also showed signs of confusion. After all, once the Palace Examination concluded, was it not customary for His Majesty to personally confer the top three ranks? The eunuch walking at the front seemed to understand their doubts…
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Spring rain pattered down the eaves. By dawn, the continuous drizzle of the past few days had finally ceased. Morning light spilled through the window lattice. Nie Honglian lay sprawled beside the bed, resting her chin as she blew a breath into the scholar’s ear, softly calling: “Young Master, it’s time to rise.” Only when the sunlight pushed in further did she get up and drift back into the painting. A moment later, her head popped back out again. “YOUNG MASTER!!” A sudden shriek burst…
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