Mary Miller
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Meanwhile, under the pseudo leadership of the core zone’s prime disciple—Zi Zuixian—a group of six White Immortal sect Nascent Souls approached the Soaring Crane mountain, eager for a fight. A fight they wouldn’t find, for as Zi Yao had concluded, the Soaring Crane mountain had turned into a wasteland already. Even as they neared the Soaring Crane mountain’s vicinity, Zuixian and the White Immortal sect elders could sense the devastation that lay within. But when they arrived above, the sight…-
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The merge went without a hitch—or well, almost. When A’Zhi and A’Zhu’s souls fused with their respective hosts, their minds merely experienced shock plus a rollercoaster of sensations. Here we say merely, because Yan Le, who directly fused with the beauty getting her cunt rammed in by Xinzi’s cock, almost lost her mind to the world of carnal bliss she’d been shoved into. It would be like taking a leisurely walk across the street, then from one step to another, land in an airtight room filled to…
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As Xinzi’s initiates, A’Zhi and A’Zhu had been a part of and seen many things. Yan Le, as the highest-ranking donor, also saw her fair share of immoral activities. But what went on in this underground surpassed anything that they’d encountered till now. Surrounded by a dozen of naked ladies, Xinzi held onto a voluptuous woman, keeping one hand around her waist, and the other sliding between her ass cheeks. The woman’s large tits swayed against our monk’s chest, her tongue hung loose, and as…
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Meanwhile, within the Soaring Crane mountain’s treasury, Xinzi’s legions had finished assembling and packaging all the loot that the fallen sect had to offer. Millions of spirit stones piled up in storage bags, sitting alongside plentiful treasures, the collected heads, thousands of kilograms worth of herbs, pills, recipes, and even the cultivation methods pocketed from the first floor of the Dao Transmitting pavilion. The dead disciples and elders’ storage rings had been looted clean as…
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Prompted by carnal impulses that they had zero control over, the 18 beauties attempted to charge our monk, crowding him with their hardened nipples and disheveled dresses. From small and perky curves to curvaceous bombshells, the Soaring Crane mountain took care to select and serve all quality tastes, enabling our monk to stand as the lone sausage in a sandwich of delicacies. “Slut! Get out of my way!” Driven by desires and feral instincts, the ladies slapped, slammed, shoved and clawed at one…
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“Hello, good folks, nice to meet you all,” Xinzi said, and their eyes narrowed at him. He stared right back, scrutinizing the 36 with his Spiritual Sense. A brief observation enabled Xinzi to realize that the 36 each possessed a Single Element Spiritual Root—meaning that with reasonable training and resources, they’d reach the Nascent Soul stage within a few centuries. In better, wealthier hands, such Spiritual Root talents would have no trouble getting to Divine Transformation within a reasonable…
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Meanwhile, Xinzi indulged in a nerve-racking, time-consuming activity: rune-cracking. On top of various instruments, nodes and layouts, arrays relied on runic arrangements for connectivity, stability, and the ability to adapt to enemy intrusion. Auxiliary items aside, the core structure of an array and its quality mostly depended on the layers of runic assembly set up by the formation master. In this case, Xinzi confronted four layers, each more intricate than the previous one. Thousands of runes morphed…
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Time in the Golden Lotus’ world didn’t follow the same rhythm as the mortal realm. Thus, while Lady Ziyun and the Lotus had been conversing for some time, on the White Immortal sect’s battlefield, only one second had passed. Before the flabbergasted eyes of the White Immortal sect audience, Lady Ziyun stretched out her hands—executing the Mantra of Sacrifice. Her lips curled into a smile, her Nascent Soul broke into particles of golden light—sinking in the lotus underneath her feet alongside all…
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The world that Lady Ziyun faced changed, and from a chaotic war zone morphed into an idyllic scenery where verdant nature surrounded a lustrous pond. On top of that pond, one palm-sized golden lotus bloomed. Its light swept by Ziyun’s face, making the hold Hanxing had over her…collapse. Immediately, a spell of confusion twisted her wrinkled face. “After suppressing your cultivation base, your husband used a Soul Possession skill to take control of your mind. It might work in the outside world, but…
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With the Evil Qi and Soul Force well stored and the digestion complete, Xinzi rose from his seat—leaping towards the Soaring Crane mountain ruins. Not targeted by the legions’ assaults, two buildings avoided any bit of damage: the Treasury and Dao Transmitting pavilion—in the latter lay the Soaring Crane mountain’s secret techniques. The Beast Illumination skill was of no interest to Xinzi. But throughout Dongli, the Soaring Crane mountain just so happened to be the only other place where the…
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