Bozitte
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65
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9 h, 33 m
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Zhou Qing looked at the three options in front of him. He immediately crossed out the third one. So far, Wushan Market was the best place for a cultivator without connections like him to make a living. The other factions? They were either sects or powerful cultivation clans. And both were notoriously insular. After thinking it over for a while, Zhou Qing also ruled out the second option. Becoming the disciple of an alchemist, artificer, or talisman master would certainly be…-
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Have I finally reached the Qi Refinement stage? Outside the simulation, Zhou Qing’s heart raced with excitement. The Qi Refinement stage marked the beginning of the path to immortality. Anyone who reached this realm could truly be called a cultivator. Still... it took me ten whole years to condense a complete strand of Qi and break into the Qi Refinement stage... Zhou Qing stroked his chin thoughtfully. His spiritual root aptitude was probably nothing special. “Whatever. It may have…
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Outside the simulation, Zhou Qing’s face darkened. The moment he learned that the First Prince intended to leave for the northern frontier, he had already begun worrying about this possibility. He never expected those fears to become reality. Who could it be? Zhou Qing frowned deeply. The bad news was that his suspicions had proven correct. The good news was that everything had happened only within the simulation. In reality, Zhou Qing still had plenty of time to avoid the…
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Bzzzz… The hazy text quickly began to reform. ... At the same time, a flood of information poured into Zhou Qing’s mind. So that’s how it works... I can spend a simulation attempt to run a simulation of the future. The simulation ends either when I choose to exit it or when I die within it. After each simulation, I can inherit everything from my simulated self: cultivation, realm, memories, and skills. If I decide not to take all of those, I can instead…
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Qian Kingdom, Zhou Estate… Inside an elegantly furnished room, Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes. “Two months already.” He let out a quiet sigh. Zhou Qing was a transmigrator from Earth. Two months ago, he had somehow crossed into this world and become the youngest young master of the Zhou family. The Zhou family was one of the most influential clans in the Qian Kingdom, having produced three grand chancellors throughout its history. In this life, Zhou Qing’s father, Zhou Shizhong,…
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On the third year of the Jianwu era, in the month of Jiachen, on the day of Jichou. Auspicious for: travel, worship, prayers for blessing, breaking ground. Inauspicious for: moving into a new home, building houses, installing doors, construction, cutting timber, raising beams, or making beams. A quarter past the hour of Chen (7:15 AM). At the southern drill field of the capital, all was silent. Three hundred thousand soldiers stood in perfect formation, not a sound among them. Emperor…-
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On the night of the 17th day of the 2nd month, in the 39th year of the Taikang era, Emperor Taikang passed away. That very night, Chancellor Lu staged a coup. Using the pretense that traitors had infiltrated the palace, he mobilized troops and stormed the imperial compound. By the third quarter of the Yin hour (around 3:45 a.m.), he had taken the Hall of Mental Cultivation and seized full control of the palace, carrying out a brutal massacre. At dawn on the 18th, Chancellor Lu held court. He…
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The night of the 15th day of the second month, 39th year of the Great Peace Era. Hall of Mental Cultivation. The rich scent of medicinal herbs hung heavily in the air, filling the entire palace. From the emperor’s bed, a faint cough could be heard now and then. Emperor Taikang lay against soft silk pillows while two imperial palace elites channeled their internal energy into him, keeping him alive. A long time passed. Wei Yang stepped inside and knelt to pay his respects. “Your Majesty,…
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At fifty, a eunuch can apply to leave the palace. That is the rule. Wang Li left, so did Zhang Yong. Now it is Li Qing’s turn. But Li Qing didn’t want to leave. Nowhere outside was as safe as the palace. Only, this time… the situation was serious. Too serious. The Emperor, gravely ill, had pushed Chancellor Lu to rebel. And it seemed Chancellor Lu would have no choice but to go through with it. Seven years ago, Consort Qi had been attacked. Though the Crown Prince had publicly stood up…
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Life really was something. Over a decade ago, Li Qing had casually given Wang Li a recipe for spiced offal. He hadn’t meant much by it, but it ended up bringing in over two thousand taels of silver across the years. Enough to take care of any financial worries. Then, five years back, after Zhang Yong had pulled some strings following his departure from the palace, the braised meat shop made a comeback, and business kept climbing. Li Qing had quietly looked after Consort Qi for more than ten…
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