James Wilson
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Wan Zheng left to attend to the guests, and after only a brief absence, he had already returned with a gleeful expression. He seemed quite content. "What's brought on this happiness? Is this really the time to be so elated?" Cha Eun Xiao inquired with a furrowed brow. It was a challenging period to be so cheerful. "They've come to discuss cooperation," Wan Zhenghao responded while rubbing his hands together. His face showed unmistakable satisfaction. "They've proposed that we support each other and…
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Wan Zhenghao rose from his seat, his considerable girth swaying as he made his way out. In matters of cunning and interpersonal relations, Boss Wan had a considerable advantage over Cha Eun Xiao. After all, he had been honing these skills for millennia. While Cha Eun Xiao may have stood as one of the most formidable figures among cultivators, his knowledge of worldly affairs remained rather limited. Boss Wan's unease about lingering in the vicinity of Ling-Bao Hall added to his desire to depart.…
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Xiu-Er's heart brimmed with concern as she inquired, "Will she be all right? She's been drawn into the Fortune Map of Mountains and Rivers." Wan-Er, her smile brimming with reassurance, replied, "How could she not be? Do you recall how many people have ventured into the Fortune Map of Mountains and Rivers? Has any harm befallen them?" A sigh of relief escaped Xiu-Er as she remarked, "That's a relief. It would be a travesty for such an exceptional woman to suffer any misfortune." Wan-Er nodded, her…
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During the intense confrontation between Cha Eun Xiao and his loyal comrades and adversaries, limb after limb was forcibly detached from their respective torsos, and one head after another became separated from the shoulders. Scattered across the battlefield were lifeless forms, some of which were bereft of their heads, with only blood gushing forth from the gruesome neck-stumps. As for Cha Eun Xiao and his devoted associates, their hands were stained with the blood of their foes, having endured…
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Bing Xinyue had accomplished the seemingly impossible: halting Xiu of Heavens in her tracks. Without Wan of Clouds' intervention, Xiu of Heavens would have inevitably removed the restraint, leading to Bing Xinyue's demise. Nevertheless, Xiu of Heavens would have followed her into death shortly after. Now, facing Xiu of Heavens and Wan of Clouds simultaneously, Bing Xinyue felt powerless. Both were legendary figures, and while she might have managed to hold her own for a time in an ordinary…
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Why would one woman bewilder another? A woman might bewilder another for the man she loved, but she herself could also become bewildered for the same reason. Xiu-Er pondered this as she stood on the precipice of unleashing her full power, her eyes revealing the turmoil within her heart. "If Wan-Er were here... or Master..." She wore a bittersweet smile and then extended her arms, her words delivered softly, "The phoenix's cry that blankets the heavens and shakes the world. The true fire..." The fire…
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"Who is he?" Xiu of Heavens inquired. "Give me his name, and I can assure you he will not meet his end. My promises hold power." With a measured tone, she continued, "I'm not inclined to release my restraint at this moment. You wish to spare your loved one. I must proceed. So, let us negotiate. I shall save his life, and in return, you will allow me to continue my mission. If you agree, we have an accord." "That is the extent of what I can offer at this juncture," Xiu-Er stated, her gaze fixed on the…
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"I surmise you hail from the Qing-Yun Realm, don't you?" Xiu of Heavens spoke in an even tone. Her words carried an air of indifference, but her gaze pierced with sharpness as it rested upon the woman in white. "Have you ever heard of the massacre that unfolded seven thousand years ago within the Qing-Yun Realm?" Though Xiu-Er's voice bore a dispassionate facade, her eyes gleamed with intensity. She continued her unrelenting scrutiny of the woman in white and cautioned, "I urge you not to push me too…
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As Xiu-Er descended from the heavens, a profound sigh escaped her lips. In the absence of her celestial restraint, she could have obliterated that enigmatic woman in the blink of an eye, reducing her to insignificance. It was a stark reminder that they did not occupy the same echelon of power. Alas, she remained ensnared by the constraints of divine punishment, rendering her powerless to eliminate the woman. Undoubtedly, her adversary was a formidable cultivator within the Land of Han-Yang, a realm…
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"So, if he orchestrated all of this tonight, he wouldn't have sought my aid. He would have preferred to be caught between the two major sects." "It would have only been an uncomfortable situation for a brief period, but my intervention will have enduring repercussions for all." "There must be someone else masterminding this plot for him." Master Bai spoke casually, "Now, I'm quite intrigued by the individual offering him advice." He turned to Wan-Er and calmly stated, "Find this person."…
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