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Chapter 25: Where the Immortal Energy Comes From Huacheng Sect occupied several snow-covered peaks, each dedicated to a different school of cultivation, with even their robes differing slightly. The corridors were lined with jade-like pillars, arranged in perfect symmetry. Winding pathways connected towering pavilions, their rooftops layered like bird beaks, covered in a pristine blanket of snow, creating a scene straight out of a celestial paradise. Zhuyou had read the disciple’s memories, so…-
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Chapter 25: Where the Immortal Energy Comes From Changying stood by the door, her small face deathly pale as she fixed her gaze on the silver-haired figure seated at the wooden table. Only after a moment did she relax her slightly furrowed brows. Her bloodless lips remained pressed together. Despite looking frail and sickly, with a body as delicate as porcelain, her imposing aura remained undiminished—like a little ancestor. Hanzhu dared not utter a word, wishing she could disappear into thin air.…
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Chapter 24: To Abandon or Not? The moment Changying’s spirit was sent into the mortal’s body, the small child-like figure in the snow immediately went limp, collapsing into the frost. Her bones shrank in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, she had transformed into a black serpent-like dragon. Zhuyou bent down, picked up her dragon, and tucked it into her mustard seed pouch. The possessed disciple of the immortal sect abruptly opened his eyes. For a fleeting moment, his pupils gleamed…
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Chapter 24: To Abandon or Not? "What took you so long?" Zhuyou asked Hanzhu absentmindedly, her gaze dull and unfocused—only able to perceive vague silhouettes. Her eyes were dim, unable to gather light, and clearly sightless. Hanzhu was dumbfounded. How had her mistress gone blind in the short time she had been away? Hastily, she answered, "I searched for a long time but found no shelter from the snow. However, I did spot the Huacheng Sect." She hesitated, then lowered her voice to ask, "Mistress,…
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Chapter 24: To Abandon or Not? The northern snow drifted down in a swirl, and the biting wind howled. Zhuyou’s vision was filled with endless white—she could no longer make out the mountains or the pine trees, let alone whose hand was resting on her wrist. It was cold, yet soft. The bite mark on her wrist was healing quickly, and as the skin and flesh grew back, the spot itched intensely. After Changying fell from her grasp, she didn’t know where she had landed—perhaps half her body…
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Chapter 23: Will It Die? Amid a snowy landscape, with snow falling heavily from the sky, a distant cold wind stirred up waves of white on the barren plain. Hanzhu frowned, discreetly assessing the eyes of her mistress. She never expected those attractive eyes to be so severely injured. Even after a century of seclusion, it still required divine intervention for recovery. She pursed her lips and hastily continued, "While I was in Shangxi City, rumors spread among the devils there. They heard whispers…
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Chapter 22: Why Didn’t You? "Why did you have to make a move against me?" Zhuyou felt uneasy as soon as she heard this nonsense from Jing Kexin, feeling like she had been insulted. She raised her hand and pulled at the cuff, covering the dragon hidden inside. It wasn't that she was afraid of being seen by Jing Kexin. She just didn't want her dragon to take another look at this woman, lest she dirty her eyes. Jing Kexin tucked her hair behind her ear with fingers like pinching an orchid,…
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Chapter 21: Who’s Speaking? Changying ground her teeth, her golden eyes turning leisurely, casting a cold gaze toward the crowd in the distance. Her indifference remained unchanged after the roar, as if accustomed to such actions long ago, wielding power over life and death. Zhuyou couldn't fathom the thoughts of this little dragon anymore. Her unpredictable demeanor resembled those creatures in the Devil Realm. It almost seemed like Changying had been ensnared by devilry. Even Hanzhu couldn’t…
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Chapter 20: What Purpose Do You Serve? Light as a whisper, with a hint of innocence, yet the tone was cold, far from childish. So delicate, like threads of a lotus root, liable to break with a tug. Zhuyou lowered her eyes, focusing on the black dragon coiled around her wrist. Her consciousness extended along the snow-covered pine trees, only sensing a few mundane creatures yet to awaken their senses. Changying blinked, her golden pupils elongated, unsettlingly so. Zhuyou couldn't help but doubt…
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Chapter 19: Perhaps She’s Afraid of the Cold? Opportunity? What opportunity? It’s just some tricks to deceive ordinary mortals. You shall receive opportunities only if the Upper Realm desires you to have them. The Upper and Lower Realms have never been equal. But Zhuyou didn't voice these thoughts. She merely pressed the porcelain bowl, unsure how this dragon might hold a grudge against her once she emerged. "I see. I've never been to Shenhua Mountain, nor do I know which way its gate opens," she…
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