Grace Anderson
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In my current condition, never mind running, not even a simple walk was possible, with the heavy broken leg, and the oldness of this body’s bones, I was nothing more than an appetizer for this creature. I had no way to escape, no way to beat it or hid from it. Death has raised its scythe and is preparing to lob off my head with it. Death? How many times has it been now, from the time my kids threw me to my doom, to the cultivators who drowned me in a pool of poison, to the suffering I had at the hand…
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I continued using the same spell, to understand my limits and how far I can go with it. The drawback, and the number of times I could use before I’m fully exhausted. So far I understood that I could only use it three times in a row, and a fourth time after half an hour. But if I were to use it for the fifth time, I would drop unconscious. So, five is the limit. At least right now and at my current level. If I were to increase my cultivation, I would undoubtedly increase my tolerance and my ability to…
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Four days had passed, I have yet to fully understand how to circulate the Poison Spiritual energy in my body, but I had learned a few things. First was, I no longer felt hungry, strange as it might be. I am satiated almost all the time. Also, I didn’t go to the toilets even once. Strange as it might be. It’s weird, but I could live with that. Also, the poison pool. It... tasted sweet. The poison that had killed so many people, tasted like the purest and most expensive champagne I have ever had in my…
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I dragged myself forward and entered the door. I expected to see a large room or a corridor spanning hundreds of meters underground, but I was met with a small room, no bigger than one of my sleeping chambers in my palace at Lucid Spring City. How I miss my comfortable life. This is my first encounter with real cultivators, not those practitioners who barely know how to do alchemy or potion-making that claimed to be cultivators. The people here had utter disregard to mortal life, they were arrogant,…
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As I suffered an agony a hundred times worse than drowning, as the vile liquid penetrated through my nostrils and lungs, it made me feel as if I was drowning in liquid lava. With every bit and piece of my body in utter and complete agonizing pain. I wanted to scream, and when I did, I instantly regretted it as I have let the liquid that felt like a living thing access to my body. The liquid, a nefarious, destructive, and painful substance enveloped me and pressed against every fiber of my body, making…
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It hurts. The fall, as I saw the last facial expression on the faces of my children. It hurts, it hurt more than the impact against the rocks, more than the cuts and bruises, more than the broken leg I received. And it definitely hurt me more than when I stopped rolling, and my body finally began assessing the damage and sending pain signals all over the broken areas. I couldn’t feel my face, I didn’t know if that was a blessing or a curse. But the rest of my body was in an infernal agony. I could…
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By morning, the Village Head came and woke me up. He was impressed with the stuff I had made. Soon but his arrival was to announce something. The fact that I gave Wu Fan a coin yesterday was enough to entice the people into coming over wishing to work. Perhaps I didn’t count correctly but it appears that a lot of the people in this village are poor. The amount of money I had in my pouch was staggering to them. But if I were to pay everyone it will soon end. Especially before I could begin my real…
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I woke up to the smell of food, someone once again placed food near my door. I had my fill and headed to the shop owner. Once I was there, the man had an angry look on his face. "Kid, yesterday, you took those tools, I thought you belonged to the Xuan Fu temple, but apparently you have been kicked out. I won’t ask you to give them back, but I won’t forgive you if you try to scam me for more of my items." Hmm, I guess he must have learned the news from the Village Head, but no matter, I was…
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The driver dropped me off at a village that was built around a wide river. It was undoubtedly one of the largest ones I have seen in my life. Its waters, however, were not raging, but the current was strong anyway. People were moving about in the village, some farming, some were selling food and some were fishing or just strolling around casually. This village looked like a place where one could retire. There were a few kids playing with sticks shaped like swords, playing warrior. And on the far side of…
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It just happened, how easy it is, how fickle it is, and how weak it is that man’s life could end so abruptly and without notice. I have no clear recollection of what went on, I had just finished a day of hard work in the office, staying late was the usual, as I had no one to go home to. My parents have long since passed away, and I had no siblings or close family to care or bother remembering who I was, or if I had lived or died. My life was insignificant, yet I lived it with all I had, took…
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