Elizabeth Wilson
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As Yao Shen gazed upon the gorge of death from afar, his features tightened in trepidation. Jiayi Song’s words echoed in his mind, the visceral fear mere mention of another daring to explore it had brought onto a normally reserved Elder’s features unconcealed terror. Taking in the structure now, Yao Shen remembered why. He took in the bumpiness of the land in this corner of the Azlak Plains, thought of the ancient devastation that had taken place here and the untold centuries that would have…-
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Gavril Ar’kael of the Ancient Codex strode down a dimly lit chamber with purpose, his expression focused as he cut through the pull on his senses, resisting the urge to cut left down into a well-lit hallway when he knew through prior experience that his destination lay ahead. Tilting his gaze upwards, he noted the runes carved into the reinforced stone-hewn ceiling’s surface; wild splatters of blood that formed subtle patterns only if one would study it thoroughly, both from up close and afar. No…
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“Indeed,” Yao Shen confirmed, his tone echoing a serenity that could not be falsified. “It is as the wise Elder of the Zhu Family says. Lumenite— a known monopoly of the Dwarven Mountain Region, an extremely volatile and delicate ore that could not be forged even if it was stolen. Please,” Yao Shen gestured to the back of the room with his right hand, before moving towards the pointed direction. His unguarded, unarmored back was offered to the Elders and the Patriarchs, but the latter did not…
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“Step away from the entrance,” Wenjun Long had declared, his tone betraying an urgency whose source Meili Zhu could not place. The contingent of Elders complied before they directed questing gazes towards him, observing with caution as Wenjun Long stood still before the entrance to the wide, barren chamber they had been cautiously examining. The true threat, as it turned out, lay not in their destination but in their journey as Wenjun Long hefted his pseudo Soul Emperor artifact, holding it…
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“Halt,” Wenjun Long issued the command with his Divine Sense, forcing the procession of Elders to come to a stop about twenty meters away from the cave’s entrance. ‘ “Your weapons. Return them to your spatial rings or surrender them to me if you do not have one on you,” Wenjun Long continued to use his Divine Sense to get his orders across, indicating a need to insulate themselves against any eavesdroppers. “What if I refuse?” Wenyan Ren replied, boldly choosing to voice his…
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Meili Zhu had intended for her to be one of the last ones to arrive, but she was not particularly surprised to find that Wenyan Ren, Jie Tang, Jiayi Song and Liewei Hu were waiting for her just outside the Heavenly Sky Sect’s territory. Her expression was a mask of cold composure as he came to a stop next to the procession of her fellow Legacy Family Patriarchs and Matriarchs, as her mind had already begun calculating answers to questions that she already knew they would ask. Questions that would be no…
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When the summons finally came, Meili Zhu had been nestled on a comfortable divan in the privacy of her chamber. Before her, sprawled on a glass table, were half a dozen trinkets she had procured from the Commercial District. It was unlike Meili Zhu to idle around with her time, for there was always so much that tugged at her attention. Managing the ever squabbling legacy families as they found themselves increasingly losing both prestige and power, commanding the faceless to investigate the eccentric…
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A year went by in the blink of an eye. So much had happened, yet Yao Shen had been forced to spend the majority of his time away from his Sect, at least when it came to the public eye. The infrastructures that he had so meticulously designed had surprisingly not been neglected in his absence. Instead, the Patriarchs of the three divisions had almost zealously promoted All-Haven, sparing no effort in driving cultivator traffic to the soon to be Mortal Capital. All-Haven’s mortal population had…
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Yao Shen’s words were still echoing in Zhou Hui’s ears as he gazed directly at the armored silhouette in the distance. He observed the manner in which light glanced off the armor’s surface, almost as it would against a lake’s gently rippling water. It was so pure, so unblemished by impurities that Zhou Hui would consider it the work of a master blacksmith, if it were not for the clear fact that it was a bit too large and loosely fitted for what he knew to be Yao Shen’s dimensions. Although it…
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The three Patriarchs of the Modern Sect’s respective divisions were accompanied by Wenjun Long, who trailed a significant distance behind them due to the heft of his bulky rock armor. All present had unprecedentedly solemn expressions as they flew in the direction of the Nayun Forest. Not a single word was exchanged during their journey, for it was not a company among friends that they shared. Once, they were bitter rivals. Now, they were forcibly united under the banner of the same sect. However,…
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