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At the grand disciple-selection ceremony, I was just about to hand the Azure Jade Token to the boy in white below the dais when a line of tiny, blood-red text appeared before my eyes. 【Give it to him! Hurry! Qin Lang is the destined male lead, born with an Innate Sword Heart. Ten years from now, one swing of his sword will seal the Demon Abyss!】 My hand froze. Before I could feel relieved, a second line appeared. 【But you, the stepping-stone master, are doomed. You only take the hero and leave…-
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I was the only one living on Azure Cloud Peak. I hated servants hovering around. Usually, when I got hungry, I'd go down the mountain to buy food and reheat it with spiritual power when I got back. But today was the first day I had a disciple, so there should be a little ceremony. And so a mighty Spirit Transformation cultivator rolled up her sleeves, went into the kitchen, and cooked a bowl of noodles. Gu Chen stood at the door, looking at the basin of hot water, the new set of clothes, and the…
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7.7 K • Oneshot
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Three months later came the sect's assessment of new disciples. I hadn't planned to go. Until I heard the winner of each realm would be awarded five hundred spirit stones. I changed my clothes immediately. Not because I love money. I was only worried my disciple was short on resources. Yes. A perfectly legitimate reason. 【Look how her eyes lit up at "five hundred spirit stones."】 【Just say you're broke. Don't pretend it's for your disciple.】 On the Foundation Establishment stage, Qin Lang…
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Half a year later, Gu Chen went down to the eastern back mountain to gather spirit herbs. Before he left, he asked me three times whether I wanted him to bring anything back. I was taking a nap and mumbled, "Osmanthus cake." So he solemnly noted on his jade slip: three kinds of spirit herbs. One portion of osmanthus cake. At noon, my message jade vibrated. "Master... this disciple has run into a bit of trouble. Back mountain, the..." The signal cut out. At the same moment, the red text exploded all…
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Two years passed in the blink of an eye. Azure Cloud Peak was as quiet as ever. I still drank tea, read books, and took naps. Only one thing had changed. I no longer had to cook. Gu Chen had learned. His cooking was a hundred times better than mine. He remembered that I liked osmanthus cake, that I liked snow-mountain tea brewed with spring water from behind the peak, and that I hated being woken from my nap. He remembered all of it, without missing a thing. At the end of the first year, he reached…
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In the third year, the Demon Abyss quaked. The demonic qi sealed beneath it for a thousand years suddenly surged up. Demons poured out of the cracks, and three border cities were ravaged in a single night. The Xuantian Sect sent every Peak Master down to suppress it. 【Year THREE?! That's four years earlier than the original!】 【In the original the Abyss doesn't open until year seven!】 【Gu Chen's demon bone is about to fully stabilize. Whoever wants it can't afford to wait any longer.】 I…
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At the bottom of the Demon Abyss Palace, Cangming stood on the sacrificial altar, wearing Qin Lang's body. With every breath he took, the black lines beneath his feet glowed one layer brighter. I struck with my sword. The sword light pierced the demonic qi and stopped at his throat. It wasn't blocked. I had stopped it myself. That body still belonged to Qin Lang. If I cut it down, Cangming would only lose a shell, and Qin Lang would lose his life. Cangming laughed loudly. "Can't bring yourself to…
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After the battle at the Demon Abyss, Gu Chen's name rang across the Nine Provinces. A Nascent Soul cultivator with a Heavenly Demon Bone, who reversed a great formation with his own hands and destroyed the five-thousand-year-old remnant soul of the Demon Emperor. Invitations from the great sects piled up on my table. One sect wanted to marry him to their holy maiden. One patriarch wanted to take him as a disciple, never mind that he already had a master. I looked at the pile and got a…
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Đỗ Diệu My, twenty-six, a marketing manager at a media company, was facing the very real threat of being dragged back to her hometown by her mother for her fifth blind date of the year. In the middle of that dead end, she ran into Vũ Thành Đạt again: the young CEO of a tech startup, and her sworn enemy from university, because he had always come second to her in every academic competition. As fate would have it, Thành Đạt had the same problem. His grandmother, who held a crucial stake in the…-
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Over the next three weeks, Diệu My and Thành Đạt had to meet more often to make the "contract" convincing: dinners with both families, appearances at social events, even planning a weekend trip at Mrs. Ngọc Lan's request. On that beach trip, a sudden downpour forced them to shelter under the awning of a small roadside café. The yellow light fell on Diệu My's rain-soaked face, her hair plastered to her cheeks. She looked flustered and strangely adorable. "What are you smiling at?" Diệu My…
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