Grace Anderson
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Packing the library proved to be far easier than I thought would be. Thanks to the poison god’s book having a dimensional pocket, it was able to suck in all inside it just as I thought about how I was going to start gathering the books. The only thing left was what was left beyond the closed door frames. Once I opened the doorway, which came out easier than I thought it would be. The hinges had actually rusted overdue to the passage of time, and when I used my sword, the Creeping Demise, it easily…
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Nothing remained of the once glorious Cloud sect. All I could see were the smoking remains of burnt plazas and buildings. Caves that were no longer occupiable, and the sect master’s palace that seemed to have been rooted out of its place. And was no longer there. What the hell had happened in here? I fumbled to find an appropriate answer, but nothing came to me. I slowly began by walking towards the sect, only to be assaulted by the rotting stench of burnt corpses. People had died here and their…
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The days kept on going, slowly but surely, I managed to fully remove the ice from around the sect master’s body. "Now, try and move," I asked the Sect Master as I moved a few steps back. And the sect master did, she first started by wiggling her fingers and then her hand. Then she slowly increased the range of motion until her whole arm was moving freely. "You’ll probably feel slight pains over the following days, but don’t worry they are normal. I’ll treat the rest of the poison in the…
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Morning came and my cultivation session has ended, I thought it would be best if I were to see elder Lao about the Star Weaving technique manual. He had promised to go and handle that affair for me. Once I went down, I saw a small purple-colored book on the book stand that was not there. I approached the table and took a look at what seemed to be a cultivation manual. It read Star Weaving Technique. "This must be it," I thought to myself. I opened the book and read : *** Stars are beacons of…
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We arrived at Grand Elder Lao’s home, unexpectedly, it was not as big as I thought it would be. The whole terrain was no larger than a normal villa, which compared to some disciples was small. But it had a great smell coming out of it, herbs. The elder took me on a tour around his villa. The walls around the garden of the house were short enough to allow people to take a peek at the Elder’s beautifully designed garden of spiritual herbs. And the house inside it was small enough for him to live in…
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"First of all, I need to know your opinion on something," I asked the sect master. "Speak," said the Sect master, her tone was commandeering, and not even the ice encasing her was a match the coldness of her words. (Author’s note, is this how you want the dialogues to be?) "Right, but this is a private matter that I wish only you to hear. If that is alright with you." I asked again rather wryly. "Matters that you speak in this chamber will remain in this chamber, so is the secret of you treating…
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I followed Grand Elder Lao Bofan across the habitat of the inner disciples, but seeing that my walking speed was far too slow to his liking. The old man took to the skies, just like that he hovered in the sky and brought me with him. I flailed for a moment before I gathered my baring. This was far gentler than when that cultivator took me to the Poison God’s cave. "You seem used to flight." "I had experience." "I could understand flight using a flying sword would give one experience, but then…
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It wasn’t hard to find disciple Han’s house Actually, he was the only disciple of the only Receptarier elder of the Purple Cloud sect. A grand Elder named Lao Bofan. A new thing I learned. Apparently elder and grand elders are two different things. An elder is someone who is responsible for a certain activity in the sect. Like the Hall master Yun of the Cloud Pavilion, or Elder Hu Tian of the punishment hall. But for the Purple Cloud Grand Elders, there were only three. The Grand Elder of the Outer…
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Once I got the kid to the pavilion a couple of older disciples came to carry him, they noticed the injuries and assured me with the following words "We’ll take care of him, Shen Bao, Elder Yun requests your presence." "I’ll go check with him, please take good care of Meng Hao." "We will," replied the disciple and left with Meng Hao for treatment. As I walked up the stairs of the Pavilion uninterrupted by elder Zhang, who I became a regular and daily guest of his. I saw Elder Yun waiting at the…
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"Damn, I lost again," I cursed as I processed the moves. This old man was a monster. I picked up the game of Go when I used to be head of the Lucid River, and I sucked at it at first, but after a few years of playing I managed to become the best in the whole city, people actually made travels just to come and play with me, yet this guy, he really bested me several times now. "Yes...you lost." The man said, but his expressions weren’t of someone who had just won. He looked perplexed. "How long have…
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