Since Bao Hui's negotiation took place early in the morning, Aotian was just leaving his room as it ended.
In the air, the aroma of spiritual rice spread throughout the house, guiding his steps toward the kitchen.
Wealthier cultivators, like Rihai, usually didn't eat spiritual rice, preferring fasting pills instead. Those pills contained some impurities, but they were minimal and allowed one to go days without needing to eat again.
However, ever since Aotian arrived, Rihai h...
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Guard Xu stood at the gate, still brooding over the damned man who had tricked him with a spirit stone, when suddenly, a silent figure in a black cloak appeared before him.
He simply extended his hand, indifferent. Hooded cultivators were almost the norm.
They called him a guard, but in the end, he was nothing more than a human toll booth. As long as they paid, he didn't care.
It wasn't as if the city lord cared about the cultivators' safety. The guards were there only to en...
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For a mortal, 40 kilometers was an exhausting journey. For cultivators, it was just a short run.
Tian Zhu had found a few flying swords, and using them for flight wouldn't be difficult—they would arrive even faster. Manipulating energy to make them levitate was simple. The problem was a matter of elegance.
It would be highly inelegant to carry Lie Zheng and Bao Hui hanging onto him on a single sword, so they traveled on foot.
Unlike ordinary weapons, flying swords were for...
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Aotian returned to his room after bidding farewell to Rihai. His "snake" was still standing uncomfortably between his legs.
He threw himself onto the bed, hoping the discomfort would subside on its own. However, a growing pain began to emerge in his lower region.
"Damn it! Blue balls! I thought, as a martial artist, I'd be immune to this. Women are as dangerous as ever," Aotian muttered, writhing on the bed before finally giving in and heading to the bathroom to relieve himself, t...
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Back at the city gate, Guard Xu was still seething with anger as he remembered being deceived. A spirit stone might have been just a small amount, but what really irked him was being taken for a fool.
Then, suddenly, his eyes caught a familiar silhouette. That damn man! Without hesitation, he ran toward him.
Meanwhile, Bao Hui descended the trail with a mischievous smile on his face, his hands casually resting behind his back.
"Stop right there!" The shout echoed, making Bao...
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"Ten low-grade spirit stones to enter." The guard announced in a dull tone as he noticed someone approaching. However, when he lifted his gaze, a shiver of recognition ran down his spine.
Before him stood a man with a sly smile watching him intently. His heart pounded as he recalled a cunning merchant who had nearly stripped him of his last pair of underpants once.
The guard narrowed his eyes, suspicious.
"Hello, brother!" Elder Bao rubbed his hands together like a mischievo...
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It was the next day, and the two were preparing breakfast.
'Damn it! Rice for breakfast? This is so weird! At the inn, I had to specifically ask them not to bring any,' Aotian observed Rihai preparing the rice with an uncomfortable expression.
"Why that strange look?" Rihai asked, noticing his discomfort.
She still felt a bit embarrassed since seeing Aotian naked, but she was trying hard to act normally.
"It may sound silly, but I'm not used to eating rice for breakfas...
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While massaging his neck, still marked by Rihai's fingers, Aotian looked up.
Suddenly, a blue runic rectangle appeared on the building, right in the direction they were ascending. The platform they stood on moved quickly, then gradually slowed down until it stopped, aligning perfectly with the lower part of this rectangle on the wall.
The card in Rihai's hand vibrated again, and the blue glow of the rune turned golden. A vertical line appeared in the center of the rectangle, and s...
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As he walked, Aotian noticed that some people in the crowd had quite distinctive features, such as red, green, blue hair, among other unusual colors.
"What's up with this hair dye trend?" Aotian asked, amused.
He knew it probably wasn't dye, but he couldn't help teasing, especially since Rihai also had golden hair and blue eyes in a world where black hair was the norm.
As expected, Rihai rolled her eyes, irritated.
"This happens because the spiritual roots influence th...
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As Aotian walked with Rihai, he realized just how immense the city was.
Crowds of people moved back and forth, shattering the image he had of cultivators being reclusive, hidden away in cave mansions, only emerging on rare occasions.
'Caves? Are you sure this isn't a modern city?' Aotian wondered.
If there were neon signs and giant screens, he could easily mistake the place for a modern metropolis.
Blue Cloud City was filled with gigantic and magnificent buildings. Des...
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Aotian, still being carried by Liu Rihai, couldn't help but look back toward Red Tiger City.
Smoke and flames flickered in the distance, painting the sky in shades of red and gray.
'A protagonist can never live in one place peacefully for too long… Otherwise, disaster will always catch up to him. Am I the same?'
The thought took root in his mind.
A city over two hundred years old… destroyed just two months after my arrival.
The more he reflected, the more mel...
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While Long Aotian and Liu Rihai flirted, the expedition advanced deeper and deeper into the forest. The trail of blood left behind grew longer, yet strangely, few beasts were still in sight.
Seeing this, Liu Rihai furrowed her brows.
Aotian noticed her frown and grew concerned.
"Are you feeling uneasy because of the blood and the deaths of the beasts?" Aotian asked, his voice gentle and full of concern.
Rihai looked at him, surprised, but soon realized the misunderstan...
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Two weeks had passed quickly since the Immortal Banquet, and while Aotian awaited the start of the hunt, he never stopped training—or thinking about Liu Rihai.
'Just a little longer... Two or three more days should be enough for me to reach the mid-level of Blood Refinement.' He reflected as he finished getting ready.
'Finally, I'll see her again.' A silly smile appeared on his face at the thought.
Without wasting time, he hurried out of his room and ran straight to the ci...
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The night passed, and Aotian and Rihai had more fun talking than they had expected.
Plans had also been made by the cultivators, and they declared that the hunt for the Red Tiger would take place in two weeks—enough time to gather more warriors.
As the banquet came to an end, the guests began to disperse, and Aotian looked at Liu Rihai with reluctance.
"Do you want to go out and keep talking somewhere?" Aotian asked, wanting to spend more time with her.
He didn't rea...
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"So, young master Long…" Liu Rihai began to say, but she was interrupted by Aotian's sudden choking on his wine.
"Cough, cough! Ahem!" Long Aotian looked at Rihai in shock. "Please, don't call me young master, it gives me the creeps." He pleaded, shuddering slightly.
Amused, Rihai didn't ask why.
"Then, what should I call you?" She asked, with a mischievous smile.
'How about husband?!' "How about Brother Aotian?" Aotian thought one thing but said another.
Rihai...
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While waiting for the cultivators to arrive, Aotian continued his training journey in silence.
Thus, a week passed. During this time, he closely observed the happenings in the city but still heard no news about the cultivators' arrival.
His exercises were progressing well, but Aotian estimated that he would need at least three more weeks to reach the mid-level of Blood Refinement.
His avatars continued searching for cultivation inheritances and martial arts manuals. The only...
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In the next three days, Aotian continued to train tirelessly. Although this time wasn't enough to achieve significant progress, his strength grew gradually each day. He knew that sooner or later, quantitative changes would lead to qualitative changes.
'I estimate that I'll need another half a year to reach the peak of blood refinement. Incredibly, this is the most time-consuming realm among all martial arts realms. My progress is only this fast thanks to my powerful manual and the deep ...
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In a dimly lit tavern, the smell of spilled alcohol and old wood permeated the air. Rough men surrounded a table, glasses in hand, while a man with a sinister gaze sat at the center, telling stories and gossip.
"... Ah! So, you want to know about the Three Devourers? Well, I know a bit... and I can tell you what I know…" His voice carried a dark and mysterious tone, causing the candle flames to flicker even more restlessly. The other men stared at him wide-eyed, leaning in so as not t...
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Aotian hurried back to the inn, trying to conceal the bulky bag of coins under his robes.
'Damn! If I'd known I'd return with this much money, I would've bought a cloak,' He cursed himself for his lack of caution.
'At least, no matter how full the bag is, no one would suspect it's full of gold, with a few silvers mixed in.' This thought brought him some relief.
Before selling the manual, he had 120 silver coins he'd stolen. After spending 31, he was left with 89.
After...
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"I don't think it was supposed to look like this…" Aotian looked doubtfully at the black ink blot on the paper.
"Was it too much ink? Or did I press too hard? Is it normal to smudge this much?" He questioned himself, frowning as he stared at the shapeless blotch that was supposed to be a character.
It wasn't as if Aotian had never written with ink before. His avatar had used ink to compile a manual before, but since that avatar was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment le...
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'The future is crap!' Aotian stared desolately at the small change of clothes in his hands. His only belongings.
Six days had passed since he began training with his compiled martial arts manual. The progress had been quick, thanks to being the creator of the manual and his vast experience gained through the avatars.
But faster than his progress in martial arts was the dwindling of the coins in his purse.
'I declare... BANKRUPTCYYYY!' Aotian shouted in his mind, a mix of bit...
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In total, from all the books stolen in the city, the collection comprised:
3 innate-level manuals, plus 1 damaged.
15 bone refinement manuals, with some damaged.
70 blood refinement manuals, along with several damaged ones.
Over 200 skin refinement manuals. The damaged ones at this level were left behind.
On the day of the theft, Aotian discarded the damaged skin refinement manuals. With so many families and martial arts halls storing the manuals on separate shel...
2025-03-06 15:20:55 +0000 UTC
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"What do you want?" the skinny woman asked Elder Bao harshly, her disdainful eyes sweeping over the tattered burlap robes he wore. All the politeness and ear-to-ear smile she had shown to the wealthy customer who had just left had vanished in the blink of an eye.
Elder Bao stared at her with a cold gaze before throwing a heavy bag of coins on the counter. The metallic clinking echoed throughout the shop.
The woman instinctively stepped back, her heart racing as she thought he migh...
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While the old man and the young man continued chatting about various things, the line gradually shortened until it was their turn.
"Name and purpose," one of the guards at the gate asked indifferently. He wore worn-out red armor, clearly past its prime.
"The old man's name is Huang Bo, and I'm here to sell rice," Huang Bo explained cautiously, keeping his head slightly bowed.
He seemed to fear that a wrong answer might anger the guard.
But the young man beside him had ...
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"Sir, may I ask about that forest over there?" The young man pointed to a distant forest from which he had recently emerged.
"Oh? The Red Tiger Forest?" The old man raised his eyebrows. "Boy, don't go near that place. It's too dangerous. Although the outskirts are peaceful, sometimes a beast comes out from the inner depths to take a stroll."
"Huh? But why are the outskirts so calm? And those beasts... could they attack the city?" the young man asked, curious.
"Well, I'm not ...
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Amid the ancient trees, a young man with long hair and hemp clothing walked cautiously. The leaves rustled softly above his head, and the damp smell of moss filled the air. He had chosen a random direction, with no landmarks other than the towering trees around him.
He tried climbing one to look for signs of civilization, but the trees were too gigantic, their branches far too high to reach. With a sigh of resignation, he gave up on the idea and moved forward.
As the young man wal...
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The young man was shocked and immediately tried to manipulate his new bodies.
He attempted to move and realized, surprisingly, the avatars responded with ease. He then began to explore the environment around him through his new bodies.
"EHHH!!" Shouts of surprise echoed as the avatars encountered nearby people.
One of the avatars observed a middle-aged man, imposing and majestic, with an aura of authority. Despite being dressed in simple burlap clothes, his commanding presen...
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'System, I have a system!' The young man began to jump with joy but froze mid-leap.
'Systems with mandatory missions... systems that threaten the host... systems that put hosts in tough situations... useless systems...' Thousands of terrible systems paraded through the young man's mind in an endless loop.
'Please! Please! Please, Master System, don't be one of those!!!' He began to beg mentally while cold sweat dripped down his face.
Ding!
[Host: No Name
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"Well, let's review my steps... where did my routine go so wrong?"
A young man with a handsome face but dressed in old, ragged burlap clothes, dirty and worn, looked thoughtfully at the horizon.
Before him, majestic mountains stretched up to the clouds. Tall grass danced with the wind, and giant trees stood like ancient guardians as birdsong echoed through the forest. Mysterious mists snaked around the mountains, crafting a scene as picturesque as it was fantastical.
The you...
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