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122 Welcome Back, Dave

I had to admit. Shenyuan was one sneaky bastard.

Always had a backup plan. Always one step ahead. Always wriggling out of death like some smug, undead cockroach.

I scanned him with my Divine Sense, piercing through the layers of eldritch corruption that tangled around his form li...

121 Dream Walking

121 Dream Walking

After the final stroke of my brush, I let the tip linger, trembling ever so slightly as if the painting itself didn’t want to end.

Nongmin and Xin Yune stood together beneath the bodhi tree, still and eternal on the silk scroll I’d stretched...

120 Tea in the Mist

The hill was cloaked in mist, as though the world itself wished to veil what occurred atop its lonely crown. A stone arch, half-cracked by time and weather, stood solemn at its peak, an ancient relic forgotten by all but a few. Beneath it, silent as the mountain wind, stood an old man.

Shou...

119 Beneath the Storm’s Veil

The air cracked.

A flash of blue lightning seared through the canopy, and a spear thrust forward like a god’s fury. Opposite it, a flicker of black shadow split the earth, and a sword arced upward in silence.

Boom. Crack.

The two figures clashed again and again ...

118 The Painting

The night had long fallen over the Imperial Capital, draping the palace in moonlight and velvet stillness. The kind of quiet that only came when all the servants were dismissed and the world itself agreed to pause.

Xin Yune gently closed the lacquered door to the inner chamber, the soft cli...

117 A Bittersweet Skewer

If there was one thing the Heavenly Eye lacked, it was imagination.

Had it possessed even a shred of it, Nongmin would have foreseen this moment, this humiliation, lightyears in advance. But no. There were rules, limitations, and principles of divine sight that even he could not override. 2025-04-05 00:44:19 +0000 UTC View Post

116 Have a Heart

By the time dusk arrived, we found ourselves on a lake, drifting in a canoe. An old man, hunched yet steady, paddled with a bamboo stick, pushing us gently across the shimmering water. The sun, half-submerged on the horizon, painted the sky in streaks of orange and violet, its reflection stretchi...

115 Unforeseen Date

"Walk with me," Xin Yune said.

I obliged.

Like a gentleman, I offered her my hand. She took it without hesitation, linking her arm with mine as we stepped out onto the quiet streets.

It was dawn. The sky was painted in soft hues of orange and lavender, the air still crisp with t...

114 Every Second

Fifteen minutes later, I was still completely sober. Xin Yune, on the other hand, was hammered.

Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, her eyes hazy with drunken amusement. She swayed slightly in her seat, grinning at me like I was some grand joke the heavens had played on her. Every time ...

113 To Bad Ideas?

"Let's go see the Emperor," I said.

Xin Yune nodded and pulled out a talisman. A moment later, space twisted around us, and we warped out of the facility.

The world snapped back into place.

We were back at the abandoned warehouse.

"So, to the Emperor it is," Xin ...

112 Where’s My Armor?

"So, where to now?" I asked, glancing at Xin Yune.

She smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Follow me."

Without another word, she strode forward, weaving her way into the depths of the city's backstreets. It didn’t take long before I found myself trailing behind her through a ...

111 Skull’s Temptations

Lu Gao opened his eyes.

Sand. Everywhere.

The golden dunes stretched endlessly before him, the wind sweeping grains into the air like a fine mist. Heat radiated from the ground beneath him, and his skin burned under the merciless sun. His last memory flickered like a cruel dream... pa...

110 Expectations

None of the items I had in my possession worked.

Phoenix Feather. Nothing. Not even a flicker of life.

Resurrection Stone. Dissolved into useless dust.

Elixir of Resurrection. A mere golden droplet sizzling away like water on hot iron.

Liquid of Revival.&nbs...

109 Little Goldie’s Wish

Ren Jingyi woke up in a daze. Her thoughts felt sluggish, like wading through a dream she hadn’t quite escaped. The bed beneath her was soft—too soft. The sheets, embroidered with silver lotuses, were too luxurious. The air smelled of incense, calming yet unfamiliar.

Her eyes fluttered ...

108 End of Book 2 - The Emperor’s Summons

I woke up feeling like I’d been tossed into a mountainside, rolled down a cliff, and then stomped on for good measure. No... actually, if that really happened, I probably wouldn’t feel as bad as I do right now.

This wasn’t just physical pain.

This was "I fought back-to-back...

107 Heavenly Eye

The imperial throne room was a vast chamber of solemn majesty, its floor a seamless expanse of polished jade that reflected the golden light cast by towering braziers. Pillars of verdant nephrite, each carved with the writhing forms of celestial dragons, stretched high into the vaulted ceiling, w...

106 God of War

I remained aloft in the air, watching the two gargantuan demons in front of me. Their massive, twisted forms loomed over the battlefield, their skin like molten rock, their eyes burning pits of malice. One of them was still regenerating its arm, the limb that had been obliterated earlier. The oth...

105 Hell’s Gate

Tao Long was a streak of lightning across the sky, his serpentine form twisting and coiling through the heavens as if he were a living conduit of divine power. The wind howled around him, but he paid it no mind. His focus was singular—his target, the one from Shouquan’s prophecy. But the worl...

104 One True Death

The night darkened.

The stars, once twinkling, faded as a shroud fell over the battlefield.

Shenyuan, the self-proclaimed Abyss, the One True Death, the Eternal Heir, found himself held.

An arm wrapped around his body.

Firm. Unyielding.

Like a hunter’s gr...

103 Run, Little Hamster

A few moments ago...

Dawn painted the desert in hues of gold and crimson.

The first thing I noticed was the silence. No whispers of the Black Forest. No rustling leaves. No gnawing abominations lurking in the dark. Only the endless dunes of sand stretching in every direc...

102 Who are you?

Hei Mao’s breath hitched as time seemed to rewind within his mind, forcing him to relive the last few seconds with dreadful clarity. The battle began within the Umbral Scripture Hall. Hei Mao could barely process the chaos as he and the others fought with everything they had. Scrolls burned, sh...

101 The Fool’s Delusion

Hei Yuan’s voice rang with desperation, his cry cutting through the chaos of battle.

“What’s the meaning of this?! Shadow Patriarch Hei Ben...”

The man in Dave’s grasp let out a deep, mirthful chuckle, tilting his head as if amused by the accusation.

“Ah… yes, I wa...

100 Everlasting Feast

The Black Forest groaned around us, its trees shuddering like creatures in agony. A chill ran down my spine as I gazed at the sky—or what should have been the sky. Instead, it was occupied by a grotesque visage, a twisted mockery of a face so vast that it seemed to stretch across the heavens. I...

099 Shadow of The Past

Hei Mao felt anxious.

The distant echoes of battle rumbled beyond the halls, and though he tried to steady his breath, his fingers twitched at his sides. He wasn’t confident—wasn’t even sure how skilled he really was. Strong? Weak? Competent? Incompetent? He didn’t know.

Elder...

098 Black Forest

"So, do either of you have a plan to leave this accursed place?" I asked, sweeping my gaze over Alice and Joan. “Or we just hanging out?”

They stood among the gnarled trees of the Black Forest, their figures barely visible under the sickly light filtering through the twisted canopy. The...

097 Holy Spirit

What was a Holy Spirit?

What was his purpose in life?

Dave didn’t have an answer to that.

At least, not one that felt profound. Not one that could be inscribed in scripture or spoken of in legend. He just knew he wanted to stay by His Lordship. To do good. To keep moving ...

096 The Stumbling Block

Hei Mu’s voice echoed across the battlefield, her song weaving a melody of despair and triumph. The Shadow Clan’s suffering was not a sight she relished, but it was necessary.

For too long, they had been nothing but remnants of a bygone era—forgotten, weak, hidden in the dark corners ...

095 Shadow Song

Hei Yuan hovered in the air, his Essence Gathering cultivation allowing him to defy gravity with ease. Beside him, Hei Mu and Hei Ma stood atop their swords, the blades shimmering with the faint glow of their qi. From their vantage point above the Shadow Clan’s hidden island, the scene below wa...

094 Reunion

I hung suspended in the sky, staring down at the vast blackened forest stretching endlessly below.

A thick stillness filled the air.

I tried using Egress again—nothing.

A deep frown settled on my face.

“Anything wrong?” Lu Gao’s voice rang in the bac...

093 Invading the Shadow

The Shadow Clan’s headquarters was steeped in a suffocating atmosphere.

Inside Hei Yuan’s office, Ren Xun and Dave sat across from the Clan Elder, their expressions unreadable. The tension in the air had reached its peak, but Ren Xun, ever the sharp-tongued one, leaned back in...