Silavin
Stories
13
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2,809
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5.2 M
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Wang Fugui was startled, his mind racing quickly. Li Kui spoke coldly: “It seems you inner disciples have been too comfortable in Medicine King Group, forgetting how things were when you first joined the group six months ago. You two should remember this: from the moment you were classified as inner or outer disciples, it determined your different statuses within the group. “The inner disciples undergo rigorous training and selection, destined for leadership roles within the sect. In…-
280.7 K • Ongoing
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As night deepened, the mountains grew silent. Exhausted yet exhilarated, Su Chen eventually succumbed to sleep in the cave, lying on the ground in a deep slumber. At dawn, birds chirped in the mountains, awakening Su Chen. Remembering that he had spent an unknown amount of time inside the fish monster’s belly yesterday, he worried about being disciplined by Li Kui. He picked up his medicine basket and rushed toward the southwestern outskirts of Gusu County City to reach the Medicine King…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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Su Chen had just escaped from within the fish monster’s belly in the lake. Petrified, he barely realized his body felt odd. Only after lying down did his restless heart gradually calm down, and he realized something was amiss. The mountain was quiet at midnight. The night wind swept over, rustling the grass into a crisp whisper. The sound of the wind was nothing unusual, but Su Chen noticed that beneath this gentle rustling, there seemed to be other sounds as well. Thirty…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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The snow-spotted rockfish monster was sitting motionless on the rocky bed at the bottom of the lake, feeling bloated. It couldn’t help but wonder why the usual food acted up this time, giving it an odd feeling. The meal was stuck in its belly, wrapped in ooze, yet showed no signs of breaking down… After what seemed like hours, Su Chen awoke from his slumber, sitting up amidst a thick layer of slime. “Ugh!” He gasped for breath, as if he had just awoken from an incredibly…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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Su Chen was bewildered by his own physical form disappearing and turning into a small blue light. Looking at the floating gray mountain ahead, he felt an overwhelming sense of disbelief. It was an unassuming little gray mountain, yet it exuded an air of profound mystery. The naturally formed ridges and valleys displayed two ancient characters: Spirit Mountain. “Could this be the mysterious Spirit Mountain that is documented in numerous Daoist scriptures?” he whispered to himself, deeply…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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Su Chen was half-kneeling by the lake, his youthful face barely concealing his grief and despair. After shedding the bluestone tears, he felt his vital energy ebbing away at an unimaginable speed, leaving him weak and on the brink of death. He had experienced this familiar agony eight or nine times in his life. Each time it was unbearable, making him unwilling to undergo it again. Su Chen’s vision blurred as tears welled up in his eyes. Faintly, he seemed to see a scene of wonder—the…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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The viper king slithered through the underbrush, its massive body slowly closing in on Su Chen without being noticed, searching for the perfect moment to strike. Su Chen turned and ran, dashing out into an open field with no obstacles in sight. The golden-banded viper accelerated, bursting out of the shrubs, and pursued Su Chen. Su Chen noticed it and spun around, throwing his axe at its midsection. The axe whistled through the air, spinning rapidly. “Hiss!” The…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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About ten miles west of Gusu County City lay a range of mountains stretching endlessly, their peaks resembling an arched dome, majestic and deep, with a solemn grayish hue that gave them their name, Vaulting Mountains. At the foot of these mountains, lakes were scattered like stars in the night sky, their surface serene and obscuring their depths, leaving one breathless with wonder. Beyond Vaulting Mountains, to the west, lay Vastest Lake, its surface shimmering with rolling waves across a…
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280.7 K • Ongoing
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Late at night, in a corner on the first floor of the library, an old wooden table held a dim little oil lamp. Su Chen, poring over his books by the light, often stayed up till dawn. The library was open all night, allowing disciples to stay until the break of dawn. But oil lamps weren’t provided; one had to bring their own. Su Chen had no extra money to spend on oil. At Medicine King Estate, there was a vast wild paulownia grove at the back of the mountain. One could gather the fallen…
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