Silavin
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“Fellow Daoist Liu, safe travels, and may we meet again if fate allows.” Outside Nine Peaks, Zhou Chun cupped his hands in a gesture of farewell to the departing trio. “Fellow Daoist Zhou, it is with fate that we shall meet again.” Liu Shiyun courteously returned the gesture. Together with her two fellow disciples, mounted two Black Scaled Steeds and departed from Nine Peaks. After watching the three figures and their mounts disappeared into the distance, Zhou Chun…-
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In the Nine Peaks, there was a renowned beast enclosure. This beast enclosure was a prestigious stronghold of the Zhou Clan, situated between the Flying Stone Peak and four surrounding peaks, covering an area of over ten thousand acres. Within this beast enclosure, numerous demon beasts were kept. Apart from the Zhou Clan cultivators working at the beast enclosure, others from the Zhou Clan rarely ventured there, as they wished to avoid provoking the demon beasts. Today was…
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The world of rogue cultivators was less bound by rules. In the wilds, when a strong rogue cultivator encountered a weaker one, they had absolute disposal rights. Those clan cultivators and sect cultivators, when they killed or picked on the weak, might still have to worry about the impact on their clan’s or sect’s reputation once exposed. However, lone rogue cultivators needed not worry about such things at all. So, although Zhou Chun promised to give rewards afterward,…
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“Whitey, well done!” Zhou Chun, who had forcibly stopped his cultivation and struggled to his feet, glanced at the Golden Armored Mountain Burrower and praised the Silver Thunder Python. That forked serpent-shaped lightning was precisely the mystical art released by Whitey. Among all types of mystical arts, there was no doubt that the lightning mystical art was the most powerful. Even though Whitey was merely an average first-grade demon beast, relying on the formidable power of the…
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The news of Zhou Xinlan possessing average spirit roots spread throughout the Zhou Clan. Average spirit roots weren’t particularly exceptional; it merely met the qualifications for joining prominent sects and offered a decent chance at eventually reaching Foundation Establishment. Within the Zhou Clan, there were roughly twenty or thirty Qi Refining cultivators who possessed average spirit roots. The excitement over Xinlan’s discovery wasn’t on par with what one might expect…
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Since becoming the Clan Leader’s aide, Zhou Chun had reduced his visits to this library. He only came occasionally when he had free time. But even then, it wasn’t to read books—it was to visit the guardian of the library, the Wood Spirit Ape. The incident where he once used the Wood Spirit Ape to hunt Green-crowned Flying Snakes had given Zhou Chun a great deal of insight. Like the Wood Spirit Ape, which was a rare beast of the Zhou Clan, if one could build a good…
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“Who would have thought? Who could have imagined that the Jade Spirit Bee could return to the Zhou Clan once more?” On Ganoderma Peak, including Zhou Chun and several dozen other Zhou Clan cultivators, they were allgathered outside a newly built hive. They watched as one by one, those gigantic bees flew up and down, familiarizing themselves with their new home. Every person present wore an expression filled with deep emotion. The bees were about the size of sparrows, their bodies…
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The Spirit Beast Manor’s estate was located within the Black Soil Ridge, which was originally intended as the site where the Three Absolute Sect would establish its roots. The Black Soil Ridge itself was a desolate and impoverished area within the Mist Province, infested with numerous demon beasts and venomous creatures. Initially, the Three Absolute Sect chose this place as the location for their estate because they knew it was unclaimed land. They believed that clearing out the demon…
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Zhou Mingde who was furious like a roaring lion. Below him lay Zhou Zhengkang, trembling in fear, his liver and gallbladder nearly shattered, barely managing to keep from fainting. Never in his memory had he seen Zhou Mingde so enraged, and the fury was directed straight at him. Looking at the jade vial held by Zhou Mingde and the numerous spirit coins pointed out by Zhou Daoyi, he was utterly terrified, his mind in turmoil. How could he possibly fabricate a plausible explanation on the spot? After…
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