Orluros
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Inside the small room, there was no light at all; darkness enveloped everything. Only the slightly uneasy breathing of the two girls could be heard, there was no other sound. After a long while, Little Orange finally couldn’t hold back and tentatively asked: “Miss, are you asleep?” “No!” Nie Qianyu answered resolutely: “How could I possibly fall asleep?” “Me neither, Miss. Whenever I close my eyes, I keep seeing Hero Ren… the way he killed those people.” “Sigh. Just a few…-
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Qi Wuhuo asked curiously: "Meeting my senior brothers?" The old man shook his head at him and replied: "You, ah, are you already getting excited? You’ll have to meet them eventually, of course." "But now, the night has just fallen, and this precious time cannot go to waste. As I’ve told you before, whether it’s refining Primordial Essence or absorbing Primordial Qi, there are time constraints; exceeding them can harm the body. However, since you’ve eaten some good things today, we won’t…-
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As the old man's voice faded, it seemed as though several peals of thunder resounded through the void. Auspicious clouds and radiant lights surged and shifted, rolling away into the distance. The clouds churned for tens of thousands of feet, transforming into myriad strands of auspicious energy. The man and the yellow ox instinctively lifted their heads, their faces tense as they stared at the roiling auspicious clouds, as if searching for something. Ultimately, they found nothing, and the clouds…
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It is said that within the Three Realms of Heaven and Earth, while clarity and purity reign in many places, there also exist realms where demons and fiends dwell. Above the celestial dome, in the Xuandu Purple Palace, a place of supreme Daoist mysteries, stood a grand hall. On either side of the hall were two young Daoist attendants, appearing to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, their hair styled into twin buns. They were exquisite in appearance, like figures carved from jade, and were tending to…
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The act of transmission of the Dao involves passing on the true teachings and guiding a disciple toward attaining the Dao. For genuine cultivators with a lineage, this is an essential process that validates the master-disciple relationship. Without it, even if one inherits divine abilities, it cannot be considered a formal apprenticeship. Instead, it would be regarded as secretly imparting the lineage or leaking divine techniques, a grave violation of the rules for many traditions. Since the Dao cannot be…
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The burly man, who had transformed from the yellow ox, exchanged a glance with the rugged, imposing man. Both seemed moved by the scene before them. It had been so long since they had last witnessed this... Even though they had been told in advance of what was to come, seeing it unfold with their own eyes stirred ripples of emotion and a sense of solemnity within their hearts. Even for a mere entry-level disciple, the act of was undeniably different. Before apprenticeship, one was merely a registered…
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The sky had darkened. It was as if the world were bathed in streams of molten gold. Qi Wuhuo gazed at the golden expanse between heaven and earth, his heart inexplicably at peace. He had never seen a sunset like this before. Strangely enough, though the radiant glow of dusk filled the sky with majesty, the sun itself was nowhere to be seen. The girl stretched lazily and stood up. Her gauzy socks, though they had touched the stream earlier, bore no trace of water. Facing the vast, majestic river, she took…
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Qi Wuhuo cupped his hands respectfully toward the man and said: “Greetings to you, elder brother…” Then, turning to the massive yellow ox, which was larger and stronger than any beast he had ever seen, he bowed slightly and added: “And to you as well, Elder Brother Niu.” The yellow ox seemed quite pleased with the boy’s politeness and decorum. It let out two low grunts of approval and gently nudged the boy with its massive body. The tall man’s expression also softened considerably. With a…
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Qi Wuhuo’s departure wasn’t much of an event. It was only when Li Puyu came to pay a New Year’s visit and found the boy absent that he felt a pang of disappointment. Butcher Zhang, who had prepared a red envelope with five big coins as New Year’s money, didn’t get the chance to give it. Life carried on as usual—sunrise and sunset, people coming and going, the lively bustle of daily life. After all, what’s the significance of the departure of a young outsider, born of humble origins and…
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When Qi Wuhuo returned home, he saw the elder still seated with his usual composed demeanor, brewing tea. Seeing him enter, the old man asked unhurriedly: “Wuhuo, you’ve returned?” “Yes.” “How did today’s lecture go?” Qi Wuhuo truthfully recounted the events and added: “The sections I explained today were derived from Tantai Xuan’s and cultivation notes left by my friend. I did not speak of the teachings Sir passed to me.” He still remembered what the old man had said back then:…
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