Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
752
Words
1.7 M
Comments
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Reading
5 d, 23 h
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Seeing Zhang Xiaohua acting like this, Nie Qianyu was truly driven to madness. She had never met anyone as shameless as Zhang Xiaohua. The men she’d encountered before, regardless of their age, had always treated her with utmost respect or at least with kindness. Why was it that today she had run into such a... peculiar person? But if she didn’t ask this question, not only would it leave a knot in her heart that she’d keep thinking about, but wouldn’t Little Orange have revealed her own age for…-
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“Hero!” Zhang Xiaohua was a bit puzzled and somewhat surprised. This girl couldn’t possibly have seen him wield a flying sword, nor had she witnessed any traces of his lightness skill or other martial arts. So why was she calling him a hero? Hearing her mistress call out, Little Orange quickly stepped aside to invite Zhang Xiaohua inside. Zhang Xiaohua entered the room, placing the food box and writing materials on the table. By now, lamps had already been lit within the room. The thin veil of…
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Zhang Xiaohua returned the brush, ink, and other items to the shopkeeper, then, in high spirits, set off to the pharmacy to fetch some medicine. Little did he know, he had already revealed a flaw in front of others. Though dusk had already settled and cooking smoke drifted up from every home, many shops were still brightly lit, their doors open to welcome customers. The pharmacy, too, had not yet closed. Naturally, Zhang Xiaohua would not return to the previous medical hall; instead, he picked a shop at…
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Of course, the emergence of the realm of unity between heaven and man is not determined by the level of one’s cultivation. Sometimes, even someone who has just entered the first layer of Qi Refining might, by chance or coincidence, encounter it. Moreover, within this realm that cultivators dream of attaining, the amount of insight gained and the benefits received are likewise not dependent on one’s cultivation level. Two people at the same stage of cultivation may have vastly different outcomes; one…
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Miss Nie and Little Orange always held completely different attitudes when it came to Zhang Xiaohua’s identity. Miss Nie believed that Zhang Xiaohua must be an extraordinary individual. Just from the way he sat upright on that Sibu Xiang, feigning deep thought, he made people ponder endlessly. Of course, this was also because Miss Nie was familiar with the habits of such a creature, if it were anyone else, they’d probably just think he was some young fellow riding a mule. Speaking of “young…
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“Is that so?” Zhang Xiaohua looked at Little Orange with a mischievous glint in his eyes and said: “Aren’t you afraid I might rob you two?” “Ah?” Little Orange’s face filled with fear as she trembled and asked: “Young master, are you… are you here to steal my virtue?” Zhang Xiaohua’s face immediately flushed red. He slapped the head of his Sibu Xiang and fled in panic. “I’ve been teased… I’ve been teased…” Zhang Xiaohua muttered to himself as he ran. Watching…
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Although Little Orange was worried that her young mistress would be taken advantage of by Zhang Xiaohua, she couldn’t manage on her own, and was also afraid of being hunted by villains. Left with no choice, she had to pinch her nose and let Zhang Xiaohua help. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua acted like a gentleman; he kept his eyes shut, even carefully wrapping his hands in cloth, and helped Little Orange support Miss Nie. Only then did they successfully change her into peasant clothing. Once the clothes…
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Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua had misunderstood her, Little Orange thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said: “Mm, you guessed right, Ren Xiaoyao. I do need to relieve myself. So could you... Go hide behind the carriage?” Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback, then immediately flashed a bright white smile and said: “Of course. I’ll go right away.” With that, he jumped off the carriage and walked to the other side. Once Zhang Xiaohua had gone, Little Orange gently laid Miss Nie’s hand onto…
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The remaining dozen or so people each mounted their horses and scattered in all directions. In their minds, even if the flying sword was formidable, there was only one of it. After it killed one person, the others would have already fled far away. Even if it killed a few more, there would always be some who could escape with their lives. As long as they ran faster than the others, that escape route would be theirs! Unfortunately, they were gravely mistaken. How did Zhang Xiaohua train his flying sword?…
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It was still Little Orange who was the most straightforward. She grabbed Zhang Xiaohua’s sleeve, which was covering his face, and yanked it down, her voice choked with tears as she said: “My young lady is already this sick, what’s there for you to take advantage of?” Zhang Xiaohua curled his lips and thought to himself: “Just this little yellow-haired girl? She’s really not worth any improper thoughts from me.” However, with just a glance, he truly did feel a bit of pity. Miss Nie’s face…
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