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After tricking Tusha into helping her refine the soul strand she’d left in her, Chun Xu used her knowledge of the mark flashing on the bellies of Xinzi’s creampie victims to control the narrative and lead the girls into exile. First, she convinced A’Zhi, A’Zhu and Yan Le that Xinzi’s seed carried demonic properties, properties that would sooner or later turn them into demonesses. That the more the mark flashed, the closer they were to demonization. The crimson marks brought cultivation…-
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“Well said! Today, we must all raise the banner of vengeance, and pledge not to rest, until Zi Yao and the Bloodstone Patriarch have vanished from this world!” “Zi…Yao?” Perplexed, Xinzi blinked at the elder, almost derailing his performance. “Yes! Did you not see all her crimes. Our White Immortal Sect has always stood as an upright pillar of the righteous path—enforcing justice on behalf of heaven and enjoying the masses’ praises. But to think that the one we revered as the Yin…
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Chapter 193The Loyal Monk Will Save the Sect! By the time Zi Yao's tailbone crashed into the rubble of her underground city, her blood had already formed a puddle underneath her. Her mouth stayed open, and her eyes trembled still, as if refusing to accept that after giving it all she had and braving all of the East's taboos, she still fell to a single blow. Typically, thanks to her third-order Blood Energy and many body modifications, Zi Yao's wound should have healed by now. It didn't. Worse, unlike the…
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“Impossible! How can the Project already be at this stage? This shouldn’t be possible before another millennium!” Lord Hanxing couldn’t believe his eyes, but as said eyes stretched at Zi Yao’s trump cards, the snakewoman’s tail swept at Hanxing’s waist, moving so fast that even the Divine Transformation level expert could barely follow the move. His instincts took over, making him jerk back fast enough to avoid a lethal blow. “AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!” Still, Zi Yao’s tail got to…
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“Bitch, what are you doing? What are you doing?! Freak, bitch! You’re my property—MINE! Why are you throwing yourself into the enemy’s arms? Ziyun, turn and face me! Whore, why won’t you face me? ZIYUUUUUUN!” Watching Zi Feng find relief in Xinzi’s warm embrace, Lord Hanxing lost his mind. The blood mask stood in the way, but Xinzi looked over Zi Feng’s shoulders, and Hanxing could imagine stretching this diabolic enemy’s lips. “Don’t…stop…come back! Don’t…ZIYU—UGH!”…
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‘Beautiful, I am the worst person in this world for you to fight. Even if I weren’t stronger than you, and I am, you’d still not be able to defeat my flag. Why bother to put yourself in such pain?’ ‘He…wants me to fight. So…I must fight.’ ‘Hanxing? Really? Did the Golden Lotus demand that you serve him for a lifetime? No, if it gave you a soul, even an embryonic one, it was so that on your own, you’d find a way to become a fully-fledged person. You are free if you so desire…
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“We…will see about that,” though he knew that Xinzi was right, Hanxing left empty threats, hoping that his words could create some psychological damage, and joined his hands in a prayer sign. Seven colossal swords rose into the sky, each flashing with resplendent starlight, and aiming for Xinzi. “The Big Dipper Sword Array? If it was the real deal, I would probably dip. But the real Big Dipper Sword Array is an immortal-level formation, this…is just a sham.” Unimpressed by Lord Hanxing’s…
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‘Not bad, father-in-law. I’ve always seen you as the most promising of the lot.’ Xinzi kept this thought to himself, and undisturbed by Guang Fanghu’s appearance, waved his flag. The blood fabric expanded in length and width, forming a 50-meters-long blood-silk cocoon that met and pushed back on Guang Fanghu’s Sweltering Heaven Sword Formation. Blast upon blast, bang upon bang, but all the bangs in the world couldn’t give the Yang Patriarch an edge over Xinzi’s Thousand Soul Immolation…
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*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* As the shell of blood-soul fireballs rained on the barrier, deafening blast upon deafening blast shook the White Immortal Sect. The foundations holding the various buildings up weakened. Dust and rubble rolled on the streets. Outer disciples, over 7,000 in total, puked blood, the 3,000 inners tumbled down their flying swords, the 600 elite disciples spiraled backward, and the elders stared slack-jawed, horrified by this firepower. “What type of…artifact is that?” “A…
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On his way to the White Immortal Sect, Xinzi murmured the poem that Dong Ling and Chun Xu dedicated to him and came to one conclusion: “Xihai. They left for Xihai. Might not have gotten there yet, but that’s the goal.” Dong Ling and Chun Xu had no understanding of the Endless Sea’s structure, so the “western seas” in the poem most likely referred to Xihai, that quite literally meant “western sea.” And the “Dark Umbrella” Dong Ling mentioned meant “Dark Chamber of Commerce.”…
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