Orluros
Stories
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Chapters
810
Words
1.9 M
Comments
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Reading
6 d, 11 h
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Such an imposing display of heroism stunned all the members of the Mingzhen Dao Alliance into silence. Yet when the elder caught sight of that jade-green thumb ring, he seemed to realize something. He received it with both hands, examined the hidden patterns etched within, and only then said, “So that’s how it is. I understand now.” He returned the thumb ring to the young girl dressed in azure robes and wearing a white fox mask, his manner now exceedingly courteous. The girl’s eyes shimmered with…-
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The Battle of Jinzhou... A ripple stirred in Qi Wuhuo’s heart. That middle-aged Daoist bore a gentle smile—an expression formed through long habit when seeing guests off or welcoming them. Yet the gaze he cast upon the young Daoist held a sorrowful complexity, as though he had gleaned something from the fluctuation in Qi Wuhuo’s emotions. Still, he said nothing of it, only smiled and spoke: “In any case, Little Daoist, today you’ve struck a great bargain for our Dao Alliance, and even helped us…
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"Back then, we did no wrong." The old man, in a rare drunken stupor, ate his fill for the first time in seven years, and finally had a peaceful sleep—for the first time in just as long. After that, he never opened his eyes again. Just like that, he passed away in his sleep. This elder, whom the village children used to call Old Monster, passed with a calm expression upon his face. His once twisted features relaxed, and the deep furrows of his brows smoothed out. Even the ghastly visage—once as though…
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After being away for several days, Qi Wuhuo finally returned to the Lianyang Temple. The young Daoist Mingxin was overjoyed at his return, but the old Daoist, upon seeing the young man, fell into a long silence of reflection. When Qi Wuhuo once again went off to sweep the grounds, the old Daoist sat in his chamber reading the Daoist scriptures. Yet, even as his eyes moved across the words, deep sighs escaped him time and again. Curious, the young Mingxin leaned closer to his master and asked: “Master,…
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Then be the teacher of emperors. After Qi Wuhuo spoke these words, he turned and left, stepping into the mundane world. His figure gradually receded into the distance. Only that fortune-teller murmured a few words to himself, then suddenly sat back onto the wooden stump, feeling that these six words were impossibly rich, hard to finish savoring, and full of a bold clarity. He wanted to curse them as the arrogant ravings of a boy who knew not the immensity of heaven and earth, yet could not help but see…
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The Eight Trigram Furnace, one of the Seven Treasures of the Daoist sect, floated suspended in the void. Beneath it, the , several times more potent than , blazed fiercely. The terrifying heat was enough to refine even immortals to death—yet at this moment, beneath the furnace, a refined Daoist in a blue-green robe embroidered with cloud-and-water patterns lounged lazily upon a meditation cushion, seemingly dozing. Only one of the two young acolytes was present nearby. He fanned the flames with a fan…
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Within the Lianyang Temple, the old Daoist pulled the little Daoist along to prepare the evening meal. The young Daoist had originally intended to lend a hand, but was gently dissuaded by the elder. Stroking his beard with a smile, the old Daoist said: “You made a breakthrough today—this is a most joyous occasion. It’s only right that we celebrate you. How could we possibly have you cook at a time like this?” “There’s simply no reasoning that would justify such a thing.” “Fellow Daoist,…
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Qi Wuhuo ultimately used more than three hundred Cloud Seals as examples to convey to Yun Qin the true essence of the technique that he had comprehended. However, the young girl remained somewhat bewildered. The young Daoist pondered for a moment before smiling and saying: “Then let’s do this. When you look at those Cloud Seals, empty your mind, let your gaze soften, then look again, remember again. Do not focus on how they are written—only look at their true meaning.” “Try once more.” After…
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Qi Wuhuo lightly lifted his brush. When he saw that character, he finally managed, with great effort, to write down what he had ‘seen’ in his heart—the . But that was all he could do. The young Daoist’s body swayed slightly. One hand rested on the table to steady himself as the sudden exhaustion hit him the moment he finished writing the character. Then, he carefully examined it. The longer he looked, the more he felt— "As expected..." "Just as Yun Qin said, this is truly too difficult." "I…
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Qi Wuhuo saw that the monk had a gentle expression. He appeared to be just over thirty years old, yet his demeanor was clear and tranquil, resembling a young monk. However, his eyes were calm and without ripples, as if he had long grown accustomed to the fleeting splendor of the mortal world. He merely greeted the young Daoist warmly before turning away to look at the pleasure house. Qi Wuhuo left, and on his way, he overheard people laughing and discussing the strange events of the day. Strange, truly…
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