Sungold
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Kui Zhuo was idly twirling his brush, restless and distracted. As an honored guest elder of the Bi'An Sect with a prestigious status, there naturally wasn’t much real work for him to do. It had already been several days since he had managed to write a decent poem. He didn’t know what madness Gui Ying was up to, but in any case, it didn’t really have much to do with him. Yesterday, when he went to subdue a water-dwelling beast, Gui Ying had soaked his robe through. The outer robe he was…-
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The first snowfall of the year came and lasted all night. Long Yanzhao remembered the first time he met Gu Jingyuan three years ago. A sudden cold wind had risen, and the heavy snow had just stopped. Gu Jingyuan had been standing in front of a blooming wintersweet tree, wrapped in a snow-white cloak over a striking, fiery red robe. His slender waist was tightly cinched by a belt, and his back was straight as an arrow. His poise was no less noble than the wintersweet blossoms blooming in the cold…-
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Xue Mufeng frowned as he looked at the person lying on the ground. When he first saw him, he was startled, thinking it was some eccentric master with a strange fetish. But upon closer inspection, it turned out to be just an ordinary disciple, and a disciple of Silver Moon Sect at that. Ever since being “mobbed” by Silver Moon Sect disciples a year ago, and with Yue Chuyin constantly picking fights with him after he became a guest elder, his impression of Silver Moon Sect had already fallen to…
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On the day the first snow began to fall in the north, a tavern ten miles outside the capital welcomed a group of distinguished guests. It was rare to see so many people come by on such a cold day, especially ones clad in armor. The tavern staff bustled about serving dishes, and the sharp-eyed waiter brought a pot of hot tea directly to the main table. A dozen or so soldiers were scattered at various tables. Only two people sat at the main table: a high-ranking general with a fierce and intimidating…
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Yue Chuyin’s expression darkened. He suddenly realized that he might have gone a little overboard. No sect master would kill a disciple over something as trivial as the cafeteria. Yet now, it seemed that this disciple had already broken through Foundation Establishment. Furthermore, without a Foundation Establishment Pill. According to the information Xu Ke had gathered on this disciple, not long ago he had been stuck around the ninth or tenth layer of Qi Refining. The speed of this breakthrough was…
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As the saying goes, if you want to win over a man, you must first win over his stomach. Of course, this principle could also be applied to Gui Huan, who loved to eat and was a silly, naïve sweetheart. Just like that, in only a few days, Lin Xi had successfully become Gui Huan’s meal buddy and friend. After a short period of contact, Lin Xi realized that Gui Huan was inexperienced in worldly matters, but his academic studies were actually quite good. He was also a genuinely nice…
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Just like that, more than ten days passed. He had already saved up over a hundred high-grade spirit stones, with even more left over. Lin Xi’s storage pouch was no longer shriveled—any casual grab brought out a handful of money. They even set up a back kitchen. Some cooked, some searched for ingredients, some covered up the operation, and the wages were split evenly. In this way, Lin Xi and his “roommates” successfully replaced the canteen, becoming the new generation’s “conscientious…
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“Chickens.” After a pause, one fellow disciple replied. “? Kun?” Lin Xi reflexively blurted out. A few of his sect-mates gave him strange looks: “What’s ‘Kun’?” Lin Xi gave an awkward laugh, “Ah, nothing, nothing. Just a special name for chickens back in my hometown. “Anyway, you said there are lots of chickens, but what do they eat to grow?” What if they were raised on Phoenix-Immortal Golden Stamen or Red Spider Lily? Then it'd be over. “They all eat spirit…
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There wasn't a need to rush to cling onto a “big thigh”. From a series of deductions, Lin Xi had worked out from his fellow disciples that Gui Ying was twenty-two years old... From that, he could infer that the male lead was twenty-one, the second male lead was seventeen, which meant... This year was a safe year! In other words, he still had one whole year to find the right “thigh” to hug. So, Lin Xi simply settled down among the sect disciples and laid completely flat, doing…
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Lin Xi felt like his situation was really not great… He was a fifteen-year-old boy in his final year of middle school. His parents had passed away early, but they left behind a sizable inheritance—enough for Lin Xi to live comfortably for the rest of his life. Without much supervision, skipping classes became a regular habit. Eventually, and perhaps happily, he was expelled from school. Lin Xi didn’t have many hobbies. He mainly liked to stay home, read novels, and draw comics. He was also…
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