Mu Hanyang spoke with great self-satisfaction, yet Feng Qingyun did not take a single word to heart. His mind buzzed loudly, as though filled with static, and only after a long while did he barely recover his senses. Turning his head, he let out a cold laugh. “Is that so? If that’s truly the case,… Continue reading

His voice was not loud among mortals, yet to cultivators, it was no different from a public shout. The watcher who had concealed his presence nearby nearly ground his teeth to powder upon hearing it. He clenched his fists and stood frozen in place, eyes unblinking as he stared in their direction. Yet after Feng… Continue reading

It took Feng Qingyun three full seconds to react, then he suddenly realized what the round object was actually used for. His face flushed bright red in an instant, as though he’d been burned, and he reflexively moved to throw it away. “It’s new!” The clueless courtesan hastily exclaimed, thinking Feng Qingyun was concerned about… Continue reading

Long Yin’s shock was already beyond the reach of words. Hearing that, his very first reaction was… [How… how many seeds are we talking about?!] The feeling was like this: yesterday, your spouse still had a frosty face and wouldn’t let you touch them; today, out of nowhere, a whole bunch of “children” suddenly appeared!… Continue reading

The fox woman stared at the scene before her in stunned disbelief. She had never expected that the man would not only fail to grow angry, but instead merely glance sideways at his guard with a smile tugging at his lips. He gave a light snort and said, “Who I call is none of your… Continue reading

Facing the utter silence inside the inn and the unwavering gazes of everyone present, the mysterious man opened his fan and smiled. “Of course,” he said. “Although this matter was spoken by Lord Mu, I am merely relaying it. Whether it is appropriate or not, that must be for all of you to judge.” He did… Continue reading

Those words, gentle as they sounded, fell with unmistakable weight, striking down upon the snow. Long Yin felt as though his heart had been seized without warning, clenched hard in an unseen grip. The yearning in his chest, to pull the other close, to crush him into his own embrace, broke through every restraint, so… Continue reading

“All you can do is be like this, watching me helplessly.” The moment those words left him, Feng Qingyun instantly felt an unprecedented change beneath him. Long Yin’s clothes had originally been worn neatly and intact. It was only from Feng Qingyun’s earlier teasing that the fabric had grown slightly rumpled, the once-sealed places no… Continue reading

A voice as cold as jade rang through the hall. “Three.” “Two.” “One.” The Mistress of the Underworld snapped back to her senses, terror flooding her as she cried out, “Wait!” Feng Qingyun paused mid-motion and lowered his gaze to her. Her face was deathly pale. She seemed unable to accept that, after tens of… Continue reading

In the bloodline that had once been as still as an ancient well, an unprecedented surge of heat suddenly erupted. Immediately afterward, it was as though some brand had been forcibly carved into it. Therefore, the very first thought to surface in Long Yin’s mind was submission. He could no longer maintain his composure. And as… Continue reading