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v6c39: The Men in Charge

On top of a mountain in the Sea of Snow sat six figures. Before them were trays of perfectly cooked food and fine alcohol; before them were the heavens, dancing with the rainbow light of the northern auroras. Xiao Ge of the Cloudy Sword Sect looked out over the world… and felt a sense of conten...

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v6c38: Sneaking Back Home

Fa Bi De waved goodbye to the Thunderhooves, as Shen Yu’s sword lifted into the air. The forest stretched out below them: pale white grass on the ground, the glowing fungus on the trees, and the frost dancing in the air graced Iceheart Forest with an otherworldly beauty.

“Man, in storie...

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v6c37: The Master of the Forest

He Who Sweeps The Forest Floor Of Snow and Opens The Way—or Forest Sweeper, as his name was often shortened to—could not help the smile upon his face as he listened with rapt attention to the sword shaped like a human before him.

“Bi De comes from the side, his body alight with Qi. Th...

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v6c36: Return to the Forest

Spooks watched as a bundle of firecrackers danced along the ground popping and banging, leaping up into the air, and jerking this way and that. He had finished packing, and was now just waiting for the humans to be ready.

He approached the circle standing around the crackers slowly, not mak...

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v6c35: Messy Mail

The New Year’s celebrations continued; the thumping of drums and the joyous music was ever present. Xiulan found it very enjoyable, but even she had her limit to the partying. 

She was also distracted by the news about her mother. Not the bad kind of distracted. The news didn’t pul...

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v6c34: Tranquil Morning

I woke up to the feeling of something ticklish on my nose. I absently tried to swat at the feeling, but my right arm was weighed down. Assuming that was the arm Meimei had slept on last night, I tried my other arm… only to have that one weighed down too.

There were two sets of muffled gig...

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v6c33: Blessings on the New Year

The world felt odd. Like it was spinning. Xiulan felt something strange in her chest. Meiling, who had been in the middle of washing Tigu’s hair, turned at the words. Her shock was clear. Ri Zu and Pi Pa, who had been talking about the celebrations, similarly froze.

Xiulan’s wo...

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v6c32: Another Cycle

Some people have brought up Yun Ren being in the brothel last chapter. It was meant to be him more catching up with Yuanlin, but I think I might remove it. in any case, heres the chapter!

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One day Before the New Year:  

Nezin Han, Chief ...

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v6c31 Interlude: A Cloudy Sword

The Day before the New Year:

Moving at a mortal pace was quite boring, Su Ge mused as they walked through the snow. The week had still been agreeable enough despite the need to escort them. Even the hangers on had been tolerable.

Yuanlin was more concerned with the safety of the morta...

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v6c30: Let the Festivities Begin

Hong Meiling was a naturally suspicious person. She had always been the stick in the mud who had hung back when their village met new people, eyes searching for any hint of treachery. In her experience, that character trait at least had served her and her family well… And even if Gou and Yun li...

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Artwork: 28 Heavenly Poisons; 28 Earthly Restraints

Artwork of serious Mei by Tsuu

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v6c29: A Surprise Storm

It took quite a lot to surprise Xiulan anymore. Fa Ram had a way of making the most absurd things seem natural. But this? This was a bit much, even for her.

Everyone knew of the elegance, the control, the grace of the ladies of Soaring Heaven’s Isle. They were legendary even in the Azure ...

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v6c28: The Fairies Descend

“What the Hells should I do?” was the thought running through the mind of  Wakokukin Seiyu, the Tsunami Wing of Soaring Heaven’s Isle Sect, as she flew onwards towards their destination. The Windward Blade moved sedately behind her, its speed cut by the Qi void they w...

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v6c27: Heading South

One Day before the New Year: Northern Azure Hills

Lu Ri, Senior Disciple of the Cloudy Sword Sect, considered the landscape before him. Each breath came with labour, the air near devoid of Qi, but that was simply the nature of the Azure Hills. They were deep into the province now, ...

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Artwork: Rou Jin, Upon the Path of Shennong

As seen in the Solstice Battle, Jin's "Super mode"

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v6c26: First Delivery

One day before the New Year:

The streets of Grass Sea City were awash with red and gold. Lanterns hung in their millions. Dragon and Phoenix pennants were draped from the sides of buildings in such numbers that it looked like the great towers of the city were dressed in fine robes. Even the...

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v6c25: Last Days of the Old Year

And so time marched on. Slowly, ever so slowly, the events of the Solstice were left behind. Wounds scabbed over. Nightmares faded to simply bad memories.

The New Year approached, under the relentless march of time.

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There was something to be said for down...

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v6c24: A Many Faceted Jewel

Biyu leaned back in her chair with a contented sigh and patted her stomach.

“As good as the stalls in Pale Moon Lake City,” she praised, and Wa Shi preened. He had somehow managed to grow the lake weed that was ubiquitous in Pale Moon Lake cooking in the river, and Biyu had to admit it ...

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v6c23: Together Again

Zhang Wei, whose nickname was Loud Boy, had known they were about to be in for a nearly unbelievable tale.

And he was right. The events on the Solstice… if he hadn’t known his friends, and hadn’t seen some of what happened in the memory crystal, it would have sounded like some tale fr...

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Artwork: Legacy

From one teacher to the next.

Art by Tsuu

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v6c22: Worry and Relief

Though the Lord Magistrate assured them that everything was fine, they got moving as fast as they could. Biyu once more found herself in the back of the cart, speeding towards their destination.

It was only after they had been half an hour on the road that Biyu realised that their hasty dep...

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Artwork: A Moment of Rest

Wa Shi and Zhuye take a nap. Art by Tsuu.

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v6c21: South of the Pine Belt

Dong Chou, known as Rags to most, let his feet guide him steadily forward as he broke a path for Wei, who was carrying the wagon. The entire trip north had been a bit of a shitshow so far, and Rags was glad he was a cultivator. Oh, he knew the north got way more snow, and was a lot colder than hi...

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v6c20: Looking Forward to a New Year

Tigu sat on the couch, watching her Master with a slight frown on her face. Something was obviously weighing heavily on both his and the old man’s minds today. They had both been up on the roof all night and for most of the morning talking about something, and it was probably something heavy. View Post

v6c19: Old Wounds

They sat together under the stars; the night air blew against them, bitter and cold, with only a fading warmth from the tea in his hands to combat the chill. It was perfect for Shen Yu’s mood. Telling his story had drained him in ways he didn’t think possible.

He had never told any befo...

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v6c18: Falling from the Summit

In his memories, it was all so perfect. Bu was a treasure; and Qinxiao looked so radiant. He remembered the pride that burned in his chest as he looked at them both.

When his son came of age, his training began. It was not Shen Yu’s training, begging drunks for their secrets. No. Shen Yu ...

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v6c17: The Forging of a Blade

“I grew up in the Crucible, just like you—an orphan.” Gramps began. 

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He still remembered the flames. The crashing of the timbers, and the screeches of the stone.

He remembered the smell.

It would later be calle...

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v6c16: The Hills and Valleys of Life

Going tobogganing proved to be just the thing we all needed. One of the hills in the back was a bit misshapen from the battle, but it had emerged largely unscathed.

“Waaaaaaaah!” Zhuye cheered as we thundered down the slope. He was in his momma’s lap, and Meimei was in m...

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v6c15: Not Every Departure is Heaven's Shaking

The second day of having the Elders here came and went. There had been a bit of apprehension about how the Elders were going to react but it proved to be unnecessary… though I guess that did make sense. People said back in the Before that top CEOs and other powerful people were surprisingly eas...

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v6c14: Interlude: The Best Boy

The roar of battle thundered in his veins, yet his heart beat steadily. He could smell his foe. He could taste him on the wind. His jaw was held loosely, ready to snap and crunch.

He was called Shaggy, second of his name. He was a proud warrior. He was a protector of the flock.

He was...

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