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Yanyan (4) Days later, Yun Chanjuan left the sect. During this time, Lin Wanxia had also tried to intervene, but this time Yun Changliu seemed to have suddenly withdrawn all his softheartedness toward his younger sister, directly ordering the Zhuhuo Guards to blockade Shuiyue Hall. His threatening intent was unmistakable, clearly suggesting that Xiaoxiang Palace would be next. And so, though Lin Wanxia wanted to keep her beloved daughter, she was powerless to do so, while Yanyun Palace remained silent…-
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Little Star (4) The bright spots before his eyes gradually shifted from hazy to clear. When he came to, he saw firelight flickering in the distance. The originally cold and dark execution chamber had somehow gained a brazier in the corner, the charcoal fire crackling and popping inside, bringing warmth that seeped into his skin. Guan Wujue blinked groggily. He was still lying on the ground, but now wrapped in two layers of cotton quilts. Beside him, Xiao Donghe sat leaning against the wall, lost in…
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Little Star (5) Inside Yanyun Palace, Yun Guyan sat by the window listening to the rain. Wen Huan stood one step behind him, silently draping a cloak over his master's shoulders. Ever since that day when Yun Changliu dispersed his martial power, Yun Guyan had become increasingly listless and lethargic. He spoke even less than before and barely moved. Sometimes he would hold his deceased wife's qin and sit motionless for an entire day without eating or drinking. Wen Huan knew his words of persuasion would…
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Little Star (1) Gleaming, little star, the fifth in the east. Solemnly, I set out on my nightly mission, Early and late, I serve the public. Fate is truly not the same! ------ The sky had darkened. Gray clouds were gathering into clusters in the distance, and the wind seemed to be picking up as well. Madam Lin sat by the window, tilting her head back to look at the sky. She had grown much white hair, as if she had aged greatly in just a single day, her countenance no longer radiant. She had shed…
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Jiang Youxi (1) Jiang Youxi, his son returned, yet did not entrust . He did not entrust ; later, he regretted it. ------ Guan Wujue's indifferent words only made Xiao Donghe more astonished, while Wen Huan's face tensed rigidly. "Protector Daren... what is the meaning of this?" "Alas," Guan Wujue leaned casually against the wall, smiling without proper form, "Tomorrow is the Sect Leader's joyous day. Wujue does not wish to see bloodshed." This was obviously an excuse. And the kind of half-hearted…
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Papaya (3) Duanmu Lin had thought that Wen Huan would soon lead him back inside to see Yun Guyan, but unexpectedly, it was Yun Guyan who followed Wen Huan out from the sleeping quarters—presumably so the young sect leader could rest quietly. Yun Guyan had already regained his composure, his entire bearing still carrying the dark, inscrutable aura of the Zhuyin Sect Leader, showing no trace of having lost emotional control. But he was clearly more irritable and violent than usual. He strode over…
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Ge Sheng (1) Ge Sheng was shrouded in confusion, entwined in the wilds. When my beloved is gone, who remains? Alone? In the summer days, in the winter nights. After a hundred years, return to one’s home. ------ Four days later, at the very spot where the Four Directions Protector had cast his sword to block the gate, a horse carriage drove into Xifeng City from outside Mount Shenlie. Inside the carriage sat an old man. The old man's surname was Hu, given name Luobei. He was a swordsmith. But he…
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Mid-Autumn Festival Special Extra (part 1)At the peak of Mount Shenlie, Wolong Platform.Passing through the pine path where all four seasons remained evergreen, ascending the solemn stone steps. Below the platform lay snow that never melted year-round, while above fluttered white curtains that swayed perpetually. Stone pillars reached toward the heavens, and yin ghosts lurked in shadows—Wolong Platform was the foremost forbidden ground within the Zhuyin Sect, the Sect Leader's place of secluded…
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Jiang Youxi (2) At the hour of sunrise, the rising sun remained hidden behind dark clouds. Wen Feng arrived outside Ye Ru's Warm Pavilion. The originally elegant small pavilion had been hung with red silk decorations, and the bright red bridal sedan chair that had come to receive the new person also stood waiting at the base of the steps. Though this scene should have been festive, the entrance was utterly silent and desolate. The white-robed attendant's face was dark as he asked the maidservants…
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Yanyan (2)"Can't cure it, can't cure it! What chance of survival is there for a patient who doesn't care about their own life?"After a long while, Guan Muyan, who had been summoned and rushed to Yangxin Hall, only went in to feel the pulse before storming back out in a rage.Outside the hall, an atmosphere heavy with despair pervaded the air. Wen Feng stood guard outside the sleeping chamber, while Jin Lin and Yin Lang silently wept. Yun Chanjuan stood stiff and upright like a wooden figure, her face…
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