Orluros
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2.0 M
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Having thought it through, Zhang Xiaohua placed both hands onto the protruding parts of the pill furnace and guided his true qi into it. This furnace was indeed extraordinary—its internal temperature could be controlled at will with the flow of true qi. "Isn't this quite easy to control?" Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but frown slightly. After becoming more familiar with it for a short while, Zhang Xiaohua turned the earth fire to its maximum. One hand remained on the furnace’s protrusion to…-
1.2 M • Ongoing
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Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback and asked in surprise: “Little Fish Nie, why would I be angry with you?” Nie Qianyu spat playfully: “Oh, just keep pretending. You think I can’t see through you? Brother Ren, are you curious about the artifact forging techniques of the Artifact Forging Sect?” Zhang Xiaohua looked helpless, rubbing his nose as he replied: “Little Fish, must you be so clever? The way you act makes people feel so insecure.” “Pfft.” This time, Nie Qianyu couldn’t help…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Qi Wuhuo gazed at the Old Dragon King before him, and the latter in turn fixed his eyes upon the youth. In both their hearts, emotions surged in tangled currents. Suddenly, a raucous roar split the air. A demonic beast came charging forth—a winged tiger, fangs bared, hurtling toward them. Before it even reached striking distance, a fetid wind reeking of blood and corruption whipped toward their faces. Yet it never came within three feet of them. With but a ripple of force, the creature was shattered…-
473.0 K • Ongoing
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Leading a light-green horse by the reins, the woman’s white long skirt swayed, and the jade pendant hanging from the blue sash at her waist gently rocked back and forth. She walked onto the official road. It was already nearing noon. She raised her head and glanced at the time, then mounted the horse in one smooth motion and galloped all the way back toward the city. Last night, demonic creatures had appeared again and again. The night sky had even taken the shape of a golden dragon. Yet by the next…
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409.5 K • Ongoing
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Lu Liangsheng had naturally heard the name Zhou Yu before, having long read classical literature and historical anecdotes. A famous general of a generation, broad-minded in bearing. Even without the divine office of City God, he was already a well-known historical figure in the Jiangdong region. His benevolence had blessed the people of that land; establishing a temple and enshrining him as the City God was only reasonable. It was Lu Liangsheng’s first time coming into contact with someone from the…
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409.5 K • Ongoing
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Within the city walls lay the slow-turning wheel of the mortal world, a scene of bustling crowds and worldly clamor. But deep in the mountains, another kind of beauty unfolded — winter’s chill was pure and keen, the heavens lofty, the clouds light and distant. The little Medicine Spirit strained to carry a single fallen leaf it had tidied up. The leaf was large and broad, and it swayed gently in its grasp. Every vein upon it was clear and elegant, for it was one of the three thousand leaves it had…
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473.0 K • Ongoing
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Having thought it through, Zhang Xiaohua placed both hands onto the protruding parts of the pill furnace and guided his true qi into it. This furnace was indeed extraordinary—its internal temperature could be controlled at will with the flow of true qi. "Isn't this quite easy to control?" Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but frown slightly. After becoming more familiar with it for a short while, Zhang Xiaohua turned the earth fire to its maximum. One hand remained on the furnace’s protrusion to…
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Seeing the steaming heat and mist swirling through the cave, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but chuckle in exasperation. This isn't pill refining at all—this is basically ‘pill boiling’. The dozen or so cauldrons within the cave were nothing more than gigantic versions of the decoction pots used in the Qihuang Hall. Sigh, the human imagination truly knows no bounds. Zhang Xiaohua was speechless. Looking at Valley Master Nie's smug expression, and Nie Qianyu's prideful face, Zhang Xiaohua truly…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Zhang Xiaohua furrowed his brow and asked: “Uncle Nie, the temperature in this valley seems slightly higher than outside. Is it because of the alchemy furnaces?” Valley Master Nie smiled and replied; “Nephew Ren, you’re truly observant. The temperature during this season is actually similar to that outside. I thought you wouldn’t notice. In truth, if you came here during winter, the difference would be much clearer.” Zhang Xiaohua was startled, a look of realization dawning upon him.…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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At the Qihuang Hall, when Mu Qingxuan heard that Zhang Xiaohua was heading to the Inner Valley, he felt a deep sense of reluctance. He knew well that in just over a month, Zhang Xiaohua had already reached such a level in medicine that his future accomplishments would be beyond measure, perhaps even surpassing those of his own master. However, this was the jianghu. Zhang Xiaohua was, first and foremost, a martial artist of extraordinary skill, and only then a healer with compassion in his…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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