syl_bee
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"Thousand Autumn Pavilion Master, who did you say you have a grudge with?" "You want to know? Eat and drink first, then I'll tell you." Mo Qianqiu looked like he was deliberately keeping Lu Xiaochan in suspense. Surely it wasn't that True Lord Chunning? A mere woman - even if she had thrown herself at him or slandered Mo Qianqiu, with his personality, he would have been too disdainful to argue with a woman! After the banquet, each sect was arranged with accommodations. Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi had just…-
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"Tomorrow, it will spit out that pair of crickets," Shu Wuxi replied to him calmly. "Oh..." Lu Xiaochan exhaled. At that moment, Lu Xiaochan heard someone shouting "Help!" outside the window. Lu Xiaochan, upon hearing this, immediately sat up from the couch. He hadn't taken off his shoes, so he ran directly to the window. It was a night watchman. He was stumbling and rolling, his speech so unclear he was stuttering. The lights that had been extinguished on both sides lit up again, and several…
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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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"Ye Linshuang returned to the Nanli Jingtian border before dark. What have you been doing here all alone!" Lu Xiaochan said as they walked. The bright moonlight fell upon them, casting two connected shadows, and the back mountain was quiet. As soon as Lu Xiaochan spoke, he felt that in this vast and desolate back mountain, every word spoken... was meant only for each other. "I was thinking about a question," Shu Wuxi answered. "What question? Is there still something you can't figure out?" Lu Xiaochan…
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Lu Xiaochan was startled inwardly. This was not good, not good at all. This rib bone had accepted him as its master. He hadn't expected it would take so much effort to forge it into an immortal sword. If that Lord Yuanzun who could forge it had already perished, wouldn't this rib bone go to waste? "That's because for over eight thousand years, no ancient spiritual beast remains have accepted a master. Since there were no immortal swords worth forging, naturally there was no news of Yehua Yuanzun." Shu…
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"The bone-clinging garment almost melted," Shu Wuxi said. "What?" "Then... I wouldn't be able to hold you anymore." Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi, taking a moment to realize he was referring to the bone-clinging garment brought back from the Northern Sea. "It didn't melt, right? It didn't melt, right?" Lu Xiaochan instantly forgot his earlier anger and grievances! If the bone-clinging garment melted, they wouldn't be able to hold hands anymore, he couldn't casually lean on Shu Wuxi's back, and they…
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"Then... when did you start remembering me?" Lu Xiaochan just wanted to talk, even if the other person disliked him and wouldn't let him touch them. Lu Xiaochan simply wanted to talk. "A long time ago." "How long is a long time ago?" Lu Xiaochan became happy again because the other person answered him. Shu Wuxi's voice was steady and composed; he seemed to be a bit older than Lu Xiaochan. He remembered Lu Xiaochan, but Lu Xiaochan didn't remember him. Most likely, he had seen Lu Xiaochan when the…
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Lu Xiaochan fell asleep while lying on the edge of the bathtub, lost in his thoughts. It was a deep sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw the young boy from his previous dream sitting in a very spacious room. The four walls were pure white and transparent, like mirrors, which made the room feel especially cold and desolate. The young boy was frowning, tilting his head at the mirror and fiddling with his hair. On the left side of his head, there was a small circular area where the hair had completely…
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Wasn't this the young boy from his dream, covered from head to toe with bottles and jars? "He is the lingering attachment of the Sword Master," said the Sword Spirit, licking the corner of its mouth with a mischievous look. "Lingering attachment? What lingering attachment?" "It's because of him that the Sword Master cannot prohibit emotions or cut off desires. Unable to detach from the mundane world and are bound to the mortal realm, unable to ascend," the Sword Spirit reached out and stroked Lu…
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Gradually, the sound of tides roared into his ears. Lu Xiaochan let go of Shu Wuxi and turned to knock on his own head. "Ouch! Ouch! It's happening again! It's deafeningly loud!" "If I cure your ears, will you obediently listen to me in the future?" Shu Wuxi finally spoke. "I will! I will! Please make the noise in my ears stop quickly!" "Will you still watch the commotion in the future?" "I won't!" Lu Xiaochan spoke decisively, but in his mind, he thought - Goodness, how can one not watch when there's…
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