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The blazing sun hung high overhead. Shafts of light pierced through the dense canopy of leaves, and amid the grating hum of cicadas, a woodcutter carrying a bundle of firewood on his back saw two men leading a donkey up the mountain path. He squinted for a while, then broke into a grin. “Ah, it’s Mister Lu—and the Daoist as well! What brings you two up the mountain today?” The area between Lu Family Village and North Village was mostly frequented by local villagers collecting firewood, and…
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Chapter 169 – The Toad
The night wind moaned and whistled as it swept past the eaves, squeezing through the narrow crack of the door. The oil lamp flickered. The kitchen, crowded and full, smelled faintly of smoke and grease. A mottled old hen dozed off, nestled in a pile of firewood. No one spoke — only the da-da of chopsticks tapping against bowls echoed through the room. With several swift movements, the shadows of chopsticks rose and fell. The plate piled high with fatty wild boar meat was soon emptied, its bottom…-
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Chapter 174 — Caught Off Guard
The light of dawn pushed aside the darkness between heaven and earth. On the official road, banners snapped in the wind as a vast black tide of troops stretched endlessly into the distance, stirring up clouds of dust that filled the sky. Donkey carts and ox carts had retreated into the fields, while merchants traveling from north and south gathered together, staring in astonishment at the long serpent of an army winding past. Some exchanged whispers in low voices. “Are we going to war?” “I…-
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“Is the one you seek inside that pavilion?” The grass was slick with rain, dripping from each blade and pressed beneath his shoes. The Daoist, following behind the qilin beast, stepped out from the forest and cast a glance at the distant pavilion. “Judging from the display, it seems to be a house of high rank.” Walking ahead with the reins in hand, Lu Liangsheng tilted his bamboo hat slightly to the side, and gave a faint “Mm” in reply. “The Yang clan of Chang’an. Their…
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Even so, Wang Banxia still felt doubtful. There hadn’t been any reports of unrest to the south—so why would the army be marching this way? “Quickly, quickly! Have the rear units catch up—Mount Qixia is just ahead!” “Slaughter all the black dogs and drain their blood for storage, in case that demon cultivator Lu Liangsheng launches a sneak attack!” “Pick up the pace and take good care of Master Wang!” Lu Liangsheng?! Wang Banxia’s smile froze. Voices kept rising one after…
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The night wind brushed past the eaves of the corridor, and the chill of late night slipped through the cracks of the window, bringing a trace of coolness to the emperor, whose body was drenched in sweat. He pushed aside the silk handkerchief that had reached out to wipe his brow. Steadying his breath, he lifted the yellow silk quilt from the dragon bed, slipped on his shoes, and sat at the edge, once again falling into a daze, blankly gazing at the flickering lamp flame swaying upon the bronze pillar at…
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The “Netherworld’s Soul-Calling Burial” was the first painting Lu Liangsheng could not complete in one sitting. When he withdrew from the painting, dizziness and nausea surged through him — the scene he had witnessed was entirely different from what others would have seen. With his spirit wholly immersed, he had beheld a somber sky; all between Heaven and Earth was dyed crimson-red. The sunlight carried not the slightest trace of warmth; mountains were like blades, and rivers ran dark with…
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Chapter 162 – A Visit
The evening breeze swept across the riverbank, reeds swaying gently under the fading crimson glow of the setting sun. With a splashing sound, ripples spread as a small boat pushed through the water and drifted to the ferry crossing. Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey ashore, turned around, and cupped his hands in farewell to the boatman. “Safe travels, honored guests!” The old boatman spoke no more than that. He stowed away his pole, walked toward the bank, glanced around, and, as always,…-
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“Hyah!” Da-da-da! Horse hooves thundered as several swift riders galloped down the official street. They charged out through Jianchun Gate, heading east out of the city. The leading rider swung his whip and shouted: “Make way! Make way!” Hiii—! The horses flew by like the wind. The commoners and merchants waiting at the gate for inspection hastily dropped what they were carrying and scrambled aside. The pounding hooves roared past, and the crowd, left in dust and disarray,…
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“Lord Min, you mustn’t!” Zuo Zhengyang, arms folded and leaning against the wall, called out. Min Changwen, who had just stepped past the doorway, glanced at him, lips pressed tight. “I cannot bear for an old friend to be left without even an epitaph. You would not wish that either, would you?” The wind blew in through the open door. Zuo Zhengyang, who had been about to dissuade him further, closed his mouth. Looking toward that scholar, he silently turned his head…
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