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092 One Month

It had been a month since Lu Gao and I went into seclusion. But instead of meditating in a cave like proper cultivators, we had claimed a small portion of the hillside as our personal training ground. It wasn’t as romantic as those old cultivation stories made it sound—no mystical waterf...

091 The Story So Far

Dear readers,

You might be wondering.

Where’s the story going?

An excellent question. After all, so many threads had been woven into this grand tapestry—some stretching across continents, others buried in history’s shadows. Let’s take a moment to untangle a few, shall we...

090 Hollow Point

The veranda where we sat embodied the Shadow Clan’s reserved elegance—spacious yet unadorned, its wooden beams darkened by time and a tiled roof curving subtly at the edges. Delicate wind chimes swayed from the eaves, their intermittent notes blending with the evening breeze.

Beyond the...

089 Umbral Scripture Hall

The Shadow Clan had arranged for us to stay in the eastern wing, but everyone seemed far more interested in the library. The Umbral Scripture Hall had become our second home, a place where curiosity burned brighter than any lantern. As for me? I hadn’t left since we arrived.

I’d learned...

088 Lost Again

The forest was a land of decay. The trees stood tall but lifeless, their bark blackened and twisted, as if scorched by an unseen fire. Withered leaves clung stubbornly to gnarled branches, rustling like dry whispers in the stagnant air. The ground was a graveyard of rot—moss-covered bones of fa...

087 Suppressed

Inside the dimly lit patriarch’s office, Hei Yuan sat behind a heavy wooden desk, his fingers pressing against his temples. The walls were lined with old scrolls, clan records, and ancient weapons encased in polished wooden frames. A faint scent of ink and sandalwood lingered in the air.

...

086 Price of Knowledge

The golden cross-shaped rupture in the air dissipated, its presence fading as if it had never been there. And then…

Something in my shadow stirred.

It was a sword surging after my throat.

I didn’t move.

A Soul Recognition cultivator had struck with practiced precision,...

085 Tea Time

There was no need to invite trouble.

That was Hei Yuan’s immediate thought.

So, instead of answering, he deflected.

With well-practiced ease, he lied through his teeth, his voice smooth as polished jade.

"Black-masked people? Are you referring to robbers and thieves, You...

084 Hei Yuan

Whatever sound technique the visitor had used, Hei Yuan could ascertain that it was nothing inherently special—except for the raw, overwhelming power behind it. The sheer force had momentarily pushed back the ever-present fog, an impressive feat for such a rudimentary technique.

The boat ...

083 Lion’s Roar

May the dead find peace beyond this life.
May they find redemption on the other side.
And may whatever awaits them be kinder than the lives they lived.
Amen.

I let out a slow breath as I internally whispered my silent prayer.

Why pray?

For some, it was a way to...

082 Amen

"Be gentle with them," His Lordship said.

The moment those words faded, Dave’s clunky Puppet Armor reappeared on the idle Floating Dragon. The swap was complete—His Lordship had taken his place elsewhere, leaving Dave to deal with the bandits below.

With a mere thought, a longswor...

081 Need for Aquarium

I activated Voice Chat and reached out to Ren Xun.

"Get an aquarium."

There was a beat of silence before he responded, "Pardon?"

I sighed and gave him a quick rundown. “Ren Jingyi had broken through. Her fishbowl had exploded. She was now flopping on the deck, gasping lik...

080 The Life of a Fish

Ren Jingyi was a fish.

She had been a fish for a long time. She did not know how long exactly, because the concept of time was mostly irrelevant to a fish. There was only the flow of water, the warmth of the sun, the cool embrace of the moon, and the never-ending cycle of eating, swimming, ...

079 Manly Emperor?

It had been a couple of days since we left Ironmoor City. The shadows of that place still lingered in my mind, but for now, we were in the clear. I had changed from my previous disguise and now wore the Lofty Jade Proposition. For a mere cosmetic item, it was surprisingly comfortable against my s...

078 Divine Flood Dragon

Tao Long’s body convulsed as an unseen force clawed at his insides, ripping through his meridians like a thousand venomous needles burrowing into his flesh. His breath hitched, and a metallic tang filled his mouth—his own blood, welling up from deep within. The pink-haired Blood Demon’s cur...

077 Brewing Storm

The storm raged across the sky, dark clouds twisting like writhing serpents. Lightning flashed, illuminating the figures soaring within the storm’s embrace—two riders, one upon a beast of purity, the other upon a beast of taint.

Alice, a pink-haired vampire with crimson eyes, rode astri...

076 Grand Escape

"One last thing," I fixed my gaze on Ren Xun. "Why not the Black Clan? They wear black masks too. Who’s to say they’re not involved?" I gestured toward Hei Mao. "You might not know his full story, but it’s written in his eyes—he wants vengeance. So tell me, are you hiding something? What ...

075 Black Mask

Gu Jie had always possessed an uncanny talent for gathering information. When one's cultivation revolved around avoiding misfortune, a keen sense of observation became second nature. It was no wonder she excelled at piecing together scattered clues into something more.

Arms crossed, she lea...

074 Trapped in the City

Four days. We had been stuck in Iron Kettle for four days.

I was getting sick of it.

We sat at a modest roadside stall—one of those places with creaky wooden tables, chipped bowls, and a vendor who had likely served enough travelers to predict their orders before they even spoke. Th...

073 Sidequest? Nah…

On the Floating Dragon, I sat cross-legged in my usual corner, idly swirling the water in Ren Jingyi’s fishbowl. The ripples distorted her golden scales, making her look almost otherworldly. I had been waiting, watching. Something told me she was close.

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072 Signs of Trouble

Ironmoor City loomed before them, its towering black iron walls exuding an oppressive weight. Within, the streets bustled with merchants, artisans, and wandering cultivators. The air carried the thick scent of molten metal, punctuated by the rhythmic clang of forges.

Gu Jie led the way, her...

071 Ironmoor City

The Floating Dragon hovered above the treetops, circling the outskirts of the city like a hawk sizing up its prey. From my vantage point on the deck, I got my first look at Ironmoor City. The name fit. The entire place looked like it had been hammered out of the earth itself—tall, grim stone wa...

070 Ren Xun’s Thoughts

Ren Xun knew Gu Jie was right. They had gotten carried away. He had gotten carried away.

He had only given the bracelet with the little jade magatama to look good in front of the Master. A small token, nothing too extravagant—just enough to leave a good impression. But then Gu Jie ha...

069 New Party Member?

Hei Mao hesitated for only a moment before stepping forward and wrapping his small arms around his family.

It was warm.

Warmer than he remembered.

The light surrounding them grew brighter and brighter until it consumed everything. For the first time in what felt like an eternity...

068 Little Ghost

“I just want my sister back,” said the boy.

His voice was small, barely above a whisper, but it carried weight. A child’s wish, so simple yet impossible.

I let his words settle between us before responding. “Your sister… she didn’t—?”

“She’s still alive,” h...

067 Song of Sorrow

Two warps later, and we had yet to face any accidents. Almost sounded too good to be true.

I had my suspicions, but the answer was simple—Gu Jie.

She had been keeping an eye out, using her sensitivity to misfortune to help Ren Xun maneuver past potential accidents. A misaligned warp...

066 Into Deepmoor

The Floating Dragon warped, and in an instant, we arrived in Deepmoor Continent.

The change in scenery was immediate.

Dark, jagged mountains loomed over the land like broken fangs, their peaks lost in thick, swirling clouds. The ground beneath us was a mixture of ashen dirt, blac...

065 Kill Steal?

The sky had darkened with heavy, swirling clouds, crackling with divine energy. A massive golden sword descended from the heavens, its radiance splitting through the darkness like a verdict from the divine itself.

Heavenly Punishment.

The skill took form with a sheer force that sent s...

064 Evernight’s Undead

A blood-red sky loomed over an endless wasteland of fire and ruin. Jagged obsidian spires jutted from the ground like the ribs of a rotting beast. In the distance, rivers of molten lava carved their way through the desolation, their heat suffocating and all-consuming.

Lu Gao stood at the pr...

063 Disciple & Daughter

The scenery shifted once more, bringing us to a bustling dock. Wooden piers stretched out over murky waters, and the air carried the scent of salt and fish, mixed with the sweat of laborers hauling cargo. Unlike the past visions, this one felt… grittier, more grounded. There was no grandeur of ...