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Lu Xiaochan had lived for more than a decade, but it was the first time he walked into the Wusi Tavern. The boss saw Lu Xiaochan and rushed over to chase him away, "Little beggar! Don't beg in my tavern! You'll disturb the guests!" Jiang Wuchao directly tossed a silver ingot into the boss's arms, "Today, I want to treat this little beggar to some wine! Is this enough or not?" "Enough! Enough! Of course, it's enough!" The boss bit the silver ingot and smiled so wide his eyes almost closed. Jiang Wuchao…-
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However, when the old beggar was telling stories, he didn't listen carefully at all. He couldn't remember a single type or name of the evil spirits. Now, racking his brain, he only remembered that all the evil spirits in the world fed on desires. The five desires were wealth, lust, fame, food, and sleep. This evil spirit was always shouting about being hungry and wanting to devour Lu Xiaochan whole, so it must be related to "food desire"! But, but what were the evil spirits related to food desire…
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"You dead beggar! How dare you eavesdrop on my wife bathing! I'll kick you to death today!" Lu Xiaochan curled up, in too much pain to make a sound. The villagers around saw the butcher's eyes turn red and veins bulge on his body. They all stepped back, not daring to intervene. Fortunately, a child's voice cried out, "Oh! Mother, is the little beggar dead?" The butcher only wanted to save face, not cause a death. So he withdrew his foot and spat at Lu Xiaochan, "Next time, if you dare to eavesdrop on my…
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An Huan’s hand holding the sword couldn’t stop trembling, the sword tip was pressed against Lu Xiaochan’s tattered collar, and the cold chill made Lu Xiaochan dare not even breathe. Before death, most would close their eyes. But Lu Xiaochan was already blind, his eyes wide open, staring at An Huan. The eyes of a blind man should be dull and lusterless, but these eyes were like ink jade soaked in water, clear and bright. An Huan only felt that if he struck down with his sword, it would truly be…
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Lu Xiaochan let out a murmur and moved his head slightly. Then a flash of lightning split the dark night, illuminating the entire room. As sudden thunder crashed, Shu Wuxi immediately raised his hand to cover Lu Xiaochan's ears. Lu Xiaochan's brows furrowed slightly, and he opened his eyes. "Did I startle you?" Shu Wuxi asked softly. Compared to the approaching thunder, his voice carried a clear yet moist quality. Only then did Lu Xiaochan realize that Shu Wuxi's hand was on his ear. His heart stirred,…
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Lu Xiaochan immediately got off the couch and rushed towards the door, but unexpectedly bumped into a table. Fortunately, Shu Wuxi raised his wrist and held onto the Immortal-Locking Ribbon. Lu Xiaochan steadied himself and felt the table with his hand. "Huh? Why can't I see this table?" "Because tables, chairs, and tea sets are not living beings. I've opened your wisdom eyes, so you can see all living things. But you still can't see things without life... In the future, we'll find a way to..." "No, no,…
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At that moment, Jiang Wuchao's sword energy condensed into three sword formations. One trapped "Chongyuan's" neck, while the other two restrained "Chongyuan's" limbs. Jiang Wuchao, gripping the Minglan sword, stepped back. "Chongyuan" bared his teeth and stumbled as Jiang Wuchao dragged him over. The evil spirit inside Wang Dayong's body seemed to be in great pain, twisting and struggling. Jiang Wuchao flicked his wrist, creating another sword formation that spread out like ripples on water. The sound of…
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Qingyao's voice was originally clear and bright, with a hint of youthful innocence. But now this voice carried a trace of malice. Lu Xiaochan got up and continued running. It seemed this evil spirit's target was him! Qingyao suddenly appeared in front of Lu Xiaochan, who almost crashed into his arms. "Martial Uncle, where are you going? Are you playing hide-and-seek with this disciple?" Lu Xiaochan's heart sank, and he stepped back. "What exactly do you want?" "Martial Uncle, why don't you…
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"Moreover, that night clouds were heavy and the moonlight was faint. Yet the moonlight entering the formation was as strong as daylight. I once heard my master describe the Twilight Sword of the Nanli Sword Master, which is most powerful at dusk when day and night intersect." "Are you saying that just a bit of moonlight subdued an evil spirit that had been entrenched for years, and that Brother Wuxi's cultivation might surpass the Sword Master of Nanli Jingtian?" "I only have 300 years of cultivation and…
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He possessed a beauty that could eclipse all things, yet at this moment he looked as if he might wither and fade at any time. Kunwu opened his mouth and said, "In the three thousand worlds, with countless living beings, you never cared about any of them. But for your entire life, you've only been obsessed with one Lu Xiaochan. It seems Xiaochan hasn't cured your obsession at all..." Shu Wuxi's gaze fell on Lu Xiaochan. "He cured my obsession, but planted delusion instead. Give and take, gain and loss -…
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