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Chapter 133 - Array stamping

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“Still no luck,” Yu Han groaned. This wasn’t the first time he tried this.

The array never activated.

The essence that was used was what was needed to secrete the ink. Yu Han had already confirmed this with n...

Chapter 132 - Coconut shells

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Arts did not have trials. Whether it wasn’t needed or the dao didn’t deign to bestow it was a matter of debate. Yu Han’s many books had no answer, only conjectures.

And one of those conjectures was that an a...

Chapter 131 - Sentences, words, and letters

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After reading all the texts he had access to, both in the waking realm and in the dreamscape, Yu Han had summarised the difference between arrays and formations into an imperfect analogy.

Arrays were sentences. Formation...

Chapter 130 – Arrays into the night

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After a few breaths, Yu Han tried again.

And again.

Stroke after stroke. Thought after thought.

This was the script-based array school. Each word, each character had its own meaning. A connotative prop...

Chapter 129 - The Wispstream

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Chapter 128 - Water that glows

The Wisping Serpent Isthmus lived up to its name. It was a narrow strip of land between two different wetlands; one was a swamp with trees and the other a marsh with reeds and bushes.

The strip was certainly serpentine. It turned and curved and coiled. And more importantly, there were a lot of wisps here. Fireflies that flew in swarms, large mosquitoes with faintly illuminated red wings, and snails that lit up ever so slightly the surfaces they traversed on.

Gu of the skies...

Chapter 127 - Many things to many people

Huang Niuniu had recently bought a new set of wearables from a courtyard of undersea fishermen.

They hunted with spears and tridents whilst swimming under the cold waters. Their garbs, expensive though they might, fit right in with Huang Niuniu’s preferred method of cultivation.

Of submerging herself in rivers to talk with wisps.

The only problem? The garbs were far more risque than she would have liked, if that was the right term to use.

They didn’t show skin, of ...

Chapter 126 – A sword’s prologue

Though the centrum and the marketplace were technically not the same thing, to most sect disciples, they used the terms interchangeably. The centrum referred to the area surrounding the Administration Hall, from which the well-maintained roads to the outer sect branches of the other 17 halls led. They went from valley to valley, mountain to mountain. The whole area was probably larger than Riversong Commandery City, Li Yao’s home town. Though it had fewer people. Pa always said the less peo...

Chapter 125 - Flow of lives

Fang Zhao didn’t know the exact distance between their location and the Viridian Glade Gateway Village.

But it was far.

At least a hundred kilometres.

He walked down the mountain at a brisk pace.

The peak was covered by the remnant light from the heavenly thunder. It formed a hazy sphere, as if it was a ball of mist hiding its contents.

Could it be that this cat is even more ancient than she let on? He wouldn’t ask out loud of course. He would rather...

Chapter 124 - Spiritual things happening

The mirror portal was a cylinder, reaching from the interior part of the clam to the clamshell’s exterior. The surface of the cylinder gave off a smooth, reflective feeling. It was mirror-like, with hints of green.

But this cylinder wasn’t connected to anything else.

Unlike the ink-sac that had appeared after his second bloodline awakening, Yu Han didn’t think this cylindrical mirror was something intrinsic to himself. He couldn’t think of it as part of his power....

Chapter 123 - Scaring a frog

If this tendril gets damaged somehow, will I lose lifeforce? There was no way to test that.

Or…

Was there?

He moved the tendril around erratically, through the bed, the unlit brazier, the ground. No matter what it hit, lifeforce didn’t drop nor did he do any damage.

It didn’t seem to cost any qi or essence either; none of the spiritual energies. Maybe he had to hit a monstrous beast?

Can it go through anything, though?

An idea...

Chapter 122 - Real Missy

“Like it or not, you have a unique identity,” Dong Tianlan spoke with conviction as her eyes moved up and down Fang Zhao.

The boy appeared uncomfortable to be on the receiving end of such a gaze. Dong Tianlan continued, fiddling with her sleeves. “You are an apex noble of the Great Xia Dynasty’s divine capital, yet you are exiled. But even a blind fool can tell that you still retain the care of your clan elders. Otherwise, how could you still be walking unpunished with ho...

Chapter 121 - Casual Betrayals

The Night Alchemists’ Yard was a foul-smelling ranch in the middle of nowhere. It was the intersection of sewage and muck, where smells gathered to turn into stink.

The forest had been cleared, making this part of the mountain look like a partially shaved head.

The main gate was old; the inscribed “Alchemists of the Night” on the pillar was cracked and looked weird under moonlight, as if dripping with rusty water. The moss-covered fences stretched from both sides of t...

Chapter 120 - Spar

The man was perhaps a few decades older than Yu Han. It was hard to tell with cultivators. The lifespan increase before core formation wasn’t much, apparently. But they did tend to live longer unless forcefully being stopped.

The print of age on this one’s face was clear. That made Yu Han frown internally.

Most cultivators of refined talent and higher would reach the qi gathering before a required age, then move on to the inner sect. That meant shifting to the inner s...

Chapter 119 - Attachment

Johan’s therapist had been confused by him. She couldn’t tell if he was a plain-old narcissist or just a severe avoidant.

Most would agree on the former. Even Johan.

But dad said he had developmental problems. The bullies in school called him autistic. Other psychologists and their ilk tried to write research papers on him. Well, not actually on him. He would’ve been just one number in the statistics for their longitudinal studies. That hurt Johan’s pride, so he didn’t g...

Chapter 118 - Chicken and fries

Fang Zhao looked as though he’d been insulted.

“Jade beauties have spread their legs for me—” He was interrupted by an angry cat who jumped up and scratched his face. Mistress Miao left five lines of blood that might have otherwise been mistaken as warpaint and scampered off between his legs and up the stairs. Fang Zhao cried out and chased after her.

“What are they doing?” Huang Niuniu said.

“The question is, why are they doing?” Yu Han said. Fei Rui ...

Chapter 117 - Bathing water

“Phytoplanktons,” Yu Han said. “You got jars full of phytoplanktons. And you wanna put them in your body.”

They spoke a tonal language here. It was hard for them to pronounce English.

“Are you sure?” the cat asked.

Huang Niuniu nodded.

“Are you sure?” the cat asked again.

Huang Niuniu nodded again—

“I wish for an elaboration,” the cat said.

“I,” Huang Niuniu said. “Think. I don’t want to say. Whatever happens, happ...

Chapter 116 - Art and trait

Fei Rui wasn’t there. From inside the dreamscape, Yu Han couldn’t sense what was happening outside. Had his flesh melted off his bones? Did his feet turn to cinders? Did all his fat dissolve into the soup?

Wouldn’t that be nice.

His inner image, the ‘dreamscape body’ so to speak, was naked. He echoed a set of robes.

The dreamscape was more organised now. There was a bed and a couch. The modern varieties. A nightstand beside the bed held a glowstone lamp. A...

Chapter 115 - Yu Han Soup

Not all stone tank cesspools were in use. Some had been built thousands of years ago, long discarded into mere remnants of their slimy past.

There were many a reason for this. Changing layout of the Outer Sect Centrum, internal politics, purposeful subterfuge, disasters. Most were retaken by nature, turning into burrows for beasts such as bats and rabbits. A significant many turned into the playgrounds for the Gorge-Crawling Earthworm tribe.

They were in one such abandoned ...

Chapter 114 - Dignity, Opportunity, Options

Once during Spring Festival, Yu Han had seen an old woman covered in bruises sitting under a poplar tree near his family’s diner.

She was near death’s door; even a kid his age could tell. Her eyes were already dead.

Yu Han was about to deliver another batch of writher meat to his family’s stall in the central square, where the city had organised a fair.

Around them, everything was bustling. Families out to have fun, scholars reciting poetry, kids running with la...