Bozitte
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After asking about the False Spiritual Root and the Blood Spirit Technique, Li Qing didn’t leave the Martial Pavilion right away. He planned to learn a few more techniques to round out both his offense and defense. He deliberately picked some of the very best lightness skills, along with top-grade sword techniques and a few arts for hidden weapons. Once he’d made his selections, Li Qing went to Rong Ku and asked, “Grandmaster, does the pavilion have any cultivation methods that can restore a…-
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“I have met the old grandmaster. “My name is Li Ruoshui, son of Li Qing. Wei Yang was a close friend of my father. Eight years ago, before Chancellor Lu’s rebellion, Wei Yang entrusted the dragon-patterned token to my father. Later, my father took me in as his son. Before he set out in search of immortality and the Dao, he passed the dragon-patterned token on to me. “I am now on duty in the Cold Palace. I have not revealed my cultivation, and appear to be nothing more than an ordinary eunuch…
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After letting his mind wander for a moment, Zhou Qing pulled himself back to reality. Golden Talents and Rainbow Talents were still far beyond his reach. Right now, he had a much more urgent problem to think about. In two years, the Fourth Prince would seize control of the emperor and launch a purge against the Zhou family. The Zhou family was one of the Crown Prince's most loyal supporters and held immense power. The family patriarch, Zhou Shizhong, even commanded the Imperial Guard. To the…-
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The illusory text zipped by, finally coming to a stop at the line: . Zhou Qing stared at it blankly, his mind racing with a million different thoughts. During this simulation, he had lived through a total of 62 years, from boyhood to old age. It was in fact an entire lifetime. Especially in his later years, as his vitality faded and the pill toxins began to take their toll. Outside the simulation, all Zhou Qing might see were a few lines of text. Inside, however, it was a living,…
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You lower your voice as you ask.] "A High-Grade Alchemist!" Outside the simulation, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but smile. After two simulations and nearly a century's worth of accumulated experience, he had finally become a High-Grade Alchemist. Compared to his status as a late Qi Refinement cultivator, the title of High-Grade Alchemist carried far more weight. After all, late Qi Refinement cultivators relied on high-grade…
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“Baili, I can’t believe you! I’ve told you over and over again to stop sneaking out at night. You’re the father of five children! What if something happens to you? How are the kids and I supposed to survive without you?” When Ming Ying learned that Baili Feiying often slipped into the imperial palace at night to eavesdrop on private conversations, she completely lost her composure and let him have it. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Trying to soothe her, Baili Flaying Eagle chuckled and…
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The capital city of Great Qian. Wang’s Restaurant. After decades of growth, Wang’s Braised Delicacies had become one of the city’s most respected old establishments, renowned throughout the capital. Its customers came from every walk of life: wandering martial artists, poets and scholars, as well as the sons of noble families and aristocratic clans. No one dared cause trouble there. Partly because Wang’s enjoyed the protection of the famed Hero Baili, but also because a plaque hung…
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Most people in the world were good at heart. Rongku and Ran Bing were no exception. Their lives had been marked by loss and regret, but despite everything, they had remained fundamentally decent people. They shared the same unwavering loyalty to the Emperor, the same genuine concern for the common folk, and the same deep hatred of war. The only difference was that neither had ever sought the path of immortality. They had chosen to live as ordinary men. And ordinary men, no matter how…
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First Year of Yong’an. Empress Yan declared an end to the construction of Emperor Jianwu’s mausoleum and released one hundred thousand craftsmen to return home. The people welcomed the decree with great relief. Soon after, the Northern Garrison King died unexpectedly. His formidable Northern Garrison Army, long undefeated, broke into mutiny. The Empress acted swiftly, dividing the Northern Garrison Army into nineteen corps and placing each under the command of a different general. They were…
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