Novels by Cana

One day, as Silas walked out of his courtyard, he spotted young Barnaby's attendant standing at the door."Master says ten Green Sparrow-rank plots are being sold this round, and he wants you present to watch the ceremony while he engraves them personally for a Green Sparrow master.""Master Barnaby knows I'm back?" Silas asked, surprised.He hadn't left his courtyard in ten days."Of course he knows. Master understands you don't care much for crowds, so he never called for you directly before. But this particular burial's important for you, so I had no choice but to come find you." The attendant laughed."Alright." Silas nodded, delighted at the news."There's also a Purple Crane Tomb — you're permitted to watch that ceremony too."Hearing this, his eyes lit up.When Silas arrived at the cemetery grounds, he found the crowd surprisingly small — mostly just the noble families and clans who'd won plots, along with a dozen or so Fortune Masters.Thinking it over, everyone loved the Dao

What exactly was the intention here? Word hadn't even spread until after they'd already arrived at the royal city.Silas trailed at the very back of the Violet Garden's own procession.He wasn't technically qualified to welcome such distinguished guests, but he'd been called over anyway, simply because he studied under Old Barnaby."Brother Silas, once I'm a Green Sparrow master myself, we'll settle who's truly better once and for all." Elias, also among the group, couldn't help saying this the moment he spotted Silas.After all, he'd once been praised as the best among them, and he wasn't quite ready to admit defeat entirely."I'll be waiting, Brother Elias." Silas nodded.This particular man hadn't grown bitter or resentful after being knocked off his pedestal — instead, he'd simply kept treating Silas as a rival, working hard to catch up."Is that the Heavenly Venerable?" Silas didn't dare extend his spiritual sense too far, and instead looked ahead, studying the seemingly unremark

Half an hour later, he nodded, satisfied. "Yes — smooth as flowing water. A genuine breakthrough, no doubt.""So what exactly did Master Barnaby want to see me about?" Silas had originally assumed the man already knew about the breakthrough, but judging by his reaction, that clearly wasn't the case."You already know the Southern Region of our Grand Xia Dominion holds three major princely courts. Fortune Masters from the other two courts will be arriving here soon, coming to our own Ansel Court to hold a joint discussion with us.""I called you here because I was hoping you could take first place among the White Goose masters representing all three courts combined. Looking at things now, though, that's no longer really necessary."Old Barnaby's expression carried a hint of complicated emotion.He'd originally hoped his own student would represent the Violet Garden proudly, securing first place at White Goose-rank — but instead, the man had gone and broken through entirely.Only a hand

The Purple Crane master overseeing the competition watched the green sparrow standing atop the solid white goose vision below and nodded a little.Out on the field, it wasn't just Silas who'd fused Green Sparrow runes into his array anymore — the other masters had picked up the technique too, and overall array strength across the board had risen considerably.Elias had managed the same fusion himself, since he'd only recently reached grandmaster status, his own skill had grown enough to attempt it.Of course, first place still belonged to Silas — no question about that."I probably shouldn't have shown off quite that much strength that day — otherwise, we'd have had more than seven open spots over these past two years."As Silas secured two more tomb plots, he sighed inwardly."Doran, you still need to work harder — you haven't absorbed a scrap of fortune again." Outside the arena, a few Fortune Masters patted a blushing young man on the shoulder, sounding weary.Two years — do you ha

Silas walked into the mansion, looked around, and nodded a little."Of course, since you're a Fortune Master yourself, you can probably already tell how well-positioned this house is, facing south..."...A quarter hour later, Silas walked out holding a contract, basically a property deed."Eight years of hard work, and finally a proper household of my own." He nodded a little.That night, he changed his face, altered his bones, and slipped out of the house."Guess old nighttime habits die hard."Silas, wearing a mask and black robe, muttered to himself.He went out to buy formation materials.After years of collecting bodies, he'd gained a great deal across all Four Arts, and countless experience packages along with it."The best concealment array I can manage right now can keep out even a Spirit Transformation ancestor's prying eyes — that's about the limit of what I can pull off."Three days later, Silas set up several killing arrays and concealment arrays throughout the property,

After deducting the hundred-thousand reserve price owed to the royal household, and the auction house's own commission, he walked away with a total of five hundred forty thousand high-grade spirit stones.Entirely tax-free, too."Master Silas, here are your spirit stones — please inspect and confirm."A female cultivator entered the private room and respectfully handed over a storage ring."Please also verify and collect the master's ring — it needs to be returned once you're finished.""..." Silas thought.Why does that particular phrase sound so oddly familiar?He pulled the jade hairpin from his own hair, swept his spiritual sense through the storage ring, and transferred every last spirit stone directly into the hairpin instead.This was the same spatial jade hairpin that had once belonged to the genius Casimir, though Silas had re-forged and re-consecrated it himself since then, doubling its internal space."Here are the tokens for the four powerful cultivators who need burial —