Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
814
Words
1.9 M
Comments
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Reading
6 d, 12 h
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"You still chop firewood for them?" Zhang Xiaohua was a little speechless. He had chopped firewood up in the mountains when he was younger too, but back then, his eldest and second brothers had always taken turns accompanying him, only letting him carry a small bundle. He remembered that experience all too clearly. "Yes, otherwise the teahouse would have to spend an extra two wen a day to buy firewood." Ji Xiaohua replied with a smile. Seeing that there weren’t many people around, Zhang Xiaohua was…-
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Like a lone rider vanishing into the dust, that skinny monk never once uttered his name. Watching the figure gradually fade into the distance, Hall Master Li’s expression shifted uncertainly. He had thought this would be a pleasant errand—just capturing some sea-wandering youth of unknown background, and with the aid of two monks of the Yuan generation from Dalin Temple, how could it not be a task easily accomplished? Yet reality had played a cruel little joke on him. What easy task? It was…
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This couldn’t really be blamed on him—after all, the robe belonged to the True Person Fire Dragon, a figure from ten thousand years ago. Of course his outfit looked old-fashioned! Besides, the robe protected against heat and cold, fit snugly, and didn’t even attract dust. It was clearly a treasured item. How could Zhang Xiaohua bear to take it off? But thinking about how others might see him, Zhang Xiaohua started to feel uneasy. After all, public opinion could crush gold—he couldn’t afford to…
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Before the skinny monk could speak, the monk who had just now sat with closed eyes suddenly stepped forward, gripping a crescent-moon spade in hand, and called out in a loud voice: “This benefactor possesses no small strength—allow this humble monk to experience it firsthand!” Zhang Xiaohua was infuriated at the sight. All along this journey, he had first dodged the sneak attacks of Bai Yonggui and Chai Feng’s longswords on the desolate island, then used his qinggong aboard the sea vessel to…
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Chai Feng was puzzled and asked: “What does that have to do with my temperament?” Bai Yonggui ignored him and continued: “That Third Young Master of the Tan family, after a few meetings, grew familiar with our shopkeeper. And wouldn’t you know it, our shopkeeper just so happens to have a cousin—one as beautiful as a flower, well-read and well-mannered, and quite the connoisseur of jade. Now tell me, how could that Tan family's Third Young Master possibly resist such a trap?” “Though the…
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1.1 M • Ongoing
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This dock had once been a fine harbor—large and medium-sized sea vessels could berth directly against the shore. It had been a bustling hub in its heyday, yet in recent years, it had fallen into desolation, which many found rather strange. Still, merchants prized profit above all. Since Pingning Port offered equally safe shipping lanes, who would bother investigating the reasons behind this dock’s decline? The sea vessel slowly drew up to the dock, but Zhang Xiaohua’s cabin door remained shut. Bai…
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In the days that followed, the elite disciples of the Xinrong Sect continued to stare at each other wide-eyed, unable to come up with any solid plan. After all, they had never practiced any formation for a coordinated assault. If they were to swarm him in a disorganized attack, none could guarantee they'd escape unscathed from the youth’s outstanding qinggong. Even though they had been thoroughly instilled with the doctrine of “forsake the self for the greater good”, when the moment came, who would…
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That dark light was none other than the small sword driven by Zhang Xiaohua! Though the flying bird was indeed swift, the small sword was even faster by several degrees. In no time at all, it had already caught up. The bird seemed to sense the pursuer behind it and immediately sped up, zigzagging up, down, left, and right like a creature long trained for evasion, seemingly hoping to shake off the sword. Unfortunately, the small sword had already been honed through battles with wild seabirds—how could…
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After Zhang Xiaohua had thoroughly enjoyed his bath and finished tidying up his appearance, he finally sat down comfortably on a chair and began tasting the refreshments that had been brought over. But with just one bite, he nearly bit his own tongue off. Ever since Zhang Xiaohua’s cultivation had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining, he had entered a state of inedia and no longer needed to consume food. Still, he would occasionally chew on some huangjing for the taste. Today, upon seeing pastries he…
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Zhang Xiaohua, on the other hand, casually waved his hand and walked away, completely at ease. He left behind a cabin full of people frozen in awkward silence. The unfortunate brothers of the Xinrong Sect glanced at one another, each unsure of what to say. Indeed, in their eyes, he was nothing more than an ordinary boat-handling youth, no different from an ant they could crush with a flick of the wrist. But when they truly tried to make a move, they suddenly realized—the part of himself he revealed to…
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