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“Separate?” On a forest path outside the city, the group resting beneath the trees turned their heads at the sound of a woman’s voice. Under the shade of a nearby tree, Min Yuerou crouched beside an old man, taking the waterskin her father handed back. Her face showed clear anxiety. “Father, what exactly has happened? Ever since we left the capital, you’ve said nothing to your daughter. Now you’re telling me we must part ways, and that I should go seek someone? Father, what in the…
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Chirping sounds filled the air— A flock of birds glided across the mountain forest, one alighting upon the branch of an ancient pine. It tilted its bright eyes toward the scholar by the grave below, then fluttered down, landing atop the tombstone and hopping along it. On a sheet of pristine white paper, lines of ink took shape, outlining one figure after another—arrayed in formation, long spears standing like a forest. The brush tip danced, tracing armor plates and iron helms, sketching the proud…
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By the time it was afternoon, the sunlight had begun to slant, shining across stretches of woodland that swayed lightly in the wind. Under the shade of the trees, a group of eight sturdy men had rested for a while. Lu Pan, carrying a blade on his back, swung his thick arm and called for the others to get moving. “We’ve stayed here for about an hour. Let’s patrol the lower slope!” The other seven braced their arms against the ground and rose one after another, stepping out from beneath the…
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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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With a brush in hand, I can write thousands of splendid essays, depict flourishing mountains and rivers, and illustrate the grand events of the world. I can also target tyrants and rebellious ministers with my brush, sentencing them down to the nine springs, while wielding a sword to slay demons and monsters, clearing away the injustices of this world. My name is Lu Liangsheng, and I am the Imperial Preceptor of the Great Sui Dynasty.
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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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