Mary Miller
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As the formation cracked under the relentless assault of Xinzi's Divine Blood Tide, some unfortunate Qiu clansmen suffered heart-stopping accidents. A middle-aged man dragging a crate of wing-shaped metallic treasures to a nearby ritual spot stumbled due to the tremors. The crate fell on his back, bringing down the wing-shaped treasures. As sharp as a sword master's qi blades, the metallic wings tore through the middle-aged man's back—turning him into a mess of blood, flesh, and bones. "Father!" A…-
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"Have we been betrayed?" "Impossible!" One after another, Qiu Sanren and Qiu Sanbao considered this possibility but denied it instantly. The Ancient Spirit blood drops that they'd received from Qiu Meng made every son and daughter of the Qiu clan cherish honor and loyalty above all other principles. No amount of benefit could make the children of the Qiu clan sell out their kin. And yet, as top-ranking members of the Mourning Shadow hall, how could they not recognize the carriage and steed of the…
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'Heart of the Stainless Sovereign, Celestial Dao Bones, Eternal God Physique…hehehe, this mother and son pair really milked the Heavenly Emperor dry.' Though pinned down by the pressure of Xinzi's true shell, Baxian didn't lose his smile. 'The Heart of the Stainless Sovereign not only makes Zhen'er's true shell heartless, but enables him to extinguish the emotions and desires of those that worship him, leaving only the desire to spend a lifetime at their sovereign god's altar. Better, it makes him…
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Flanked by two officials of the Foreign Affairs bureau, one middle-aged man walked in. Shoulders slouched and head bowed low, the man wobbled with every step, and the closer he got to Xinzi's throne, the more intense the wobbling got. By the time he faced the stairs, sweat dripped down his cheeks, but the mystical energies in the throne room wiped off any trace of fluid, his knees buckled, and he fell face-first. 'How unsightly.' Several Night Spirits sneered at this display, and if not for Xinzi's…
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"Come, by now he must be done with the ancestral hall. Let's go and watch our young monarch hold court," Baxian said, motioned for Xiao Hu to follow him, and left the ritual chamber. Unable to suppress the curiosity that drummed in her heart, Xiao Hu followed, heading towards the throne room. There, Xinzi would receive the Hengye clan's official welcome and hold court. … With Yuemi at his left, Xinzi stood at the entrance of the throne. The Lord-Regent sighed underneath her veil, dissatisfied by…
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"Divine Sparks are not hereditary, so why should godhood be? Even if two True Gods have a child, the result is still a Divine Spirit. God and Divine Spirit? Still a Divine Spirit. Our births follow strict ritual arrangements and have nothing to do with your undignified human ruts. Of course, the higher the parents' level of Divine Power, the more likely the children are to start with a Divine Spark—and the higher their innate Divine Power as well. We can also use our mortal shells to procreate the way…
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The Face-Erasing Whip, a Divine Armament bestowed upon Yuemi by Yongye so she could keep control of her only begotten son. The whip scaled to match the one it faced and, from time immemorial, had sapped the rebellious tendencies that swelled in Yongye's boldest subjects—forcing them to either lose their individuality or surrender to the will of their divine master. As the main face of the Thousand-Faced God, Yongye had dominated the Celestial Paradise for eons, making countless deities shiver as they…
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While Baxian played with Xiao Hu's emotions, Xinzi crossed the Evernight Palace's halls, letting buried memories guide him through the pathways to reach the ancestral hall. There, once per day, Night Spirits of all levels and backgrounds would assemble to bow and pray their Divine Ancestor—thanking Yongye for the love, care, and powers that they received at birth, while beseeching the Thousand-Faced God to favor them above all other branches. Offerings followed the prayers, with the same pledges of…
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Stirred by the abrupt change in atmosphere, Xiao Hu's eyes opened. Blinding light greeted her, forcing the swordswoman to cover her face in a half-baked attempt to suppress the rays. Several figures surrounded her, all clad in loose black dresses and long veils that kept their faces covered. Eight in total, the women flanked Xiao Hu from left and right, each holding ethereal orbs that recorded all that her soul contained. Rolling to the left-end side, Xiao Hu lowered her hand. The startling sight of…
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Clenching the hem of her dress, Chun Xu gritted her teeth, and as her cheeks twitched at Xinzi's words, her eyes reddened. Again with that line of thought, again with those reproaches. Did every woman of the world have to shut down her brain and present a bubbly front to be welcomed by the opposite gender? "Master often says that men feel threatened by a woman's intelligence. I didn't think that you belonged to that category. I am not Dong Ling and pride myself on having a functional brain. Why should I…
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