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Author: Bader

2026-04-15 05:30:32

The hour of the Rabbit had just passed, and the sun hung high in the sky. Waves of heat and brilliant radiance ascended from the earth, drying the morning dew. On either side of the long northern highway, the shadows of the lush trees cast stark, contrasting lines of gray and white upon the stone. In the distance, one could catch the subtle swaying of leaves—not from a gentle breeze, but from the violent vibration caused by galloping horses and racing carriage wheels approaching the relay stati

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Chapter 153: A Common EnemyHad he lost his mind? Naturally, Caelum was as sane as ever, but he found a grim satisfaction in playing the part of a madman. "So," Caelum drawled, his voice laced with mocking disappointment, "does the legendary Blade Madman, Lance, intend to go back on his word and leave a debt of honor unpaid?"Lance opened his mouth, his face a mask of internal conflict, before offering a dry, bitter laugh. "Master, you have truly set before me a task that leads directly to the abyss. To burn the summer grain stores of even one military town is an act of defiance that ensures a swift and gruesome death. The wrath of the Marquess’s estate and the entire region would descend upon us like a mountain. Even if I were to sacrifice my own life, how would you, a man of such intellect, possibly escape the consequences?"Caelum watched him, his expression as serene as a still lake. "Are you afraid?""This isn't about fear, it's about common sense—""Admitting that your courage h
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Two hours had passed since the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving the world cloaked in an impenetrable, moonless darkness. Tucked away in a decaying residence approximately five miles west of the Hundred Herbs Pharmacy, Caelum stood before a tarnished, cold bronze mirror, intently studying the stranger who stared back at him. The man in the reflection was a complete, chilling departure from the fragile, scholarly son-in-law that the Valerius family had grown accustomed to. The soft, unassuming features of his original face were gone. In their place stood a man of striking, sharp-edged handsomeness—crystalline eyes framed by thick, arched brows that radiated authority, a regal, prominent nose, and cheekbones that hinted at a dangerous, hidden power. Every inch of his countenance had been meticulously sculpted by Julian, the master of disguise who now stood in the shadows of the room, his eyes brimming with professional pride."It is acceptable," Caelum noted, his voice smooth, cold,
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Caelum remained blissfully unaware of the tempest brewing within Evangeline's heart. After he observed Cynthia and Sylvia meticulously attending to her, ensuring she consumed the bitter, dark herbal decoction that would stabilize her volatile and fading Qi, he allowed himself a moment of genuine relief. He retreated to the quiet, moss-covered sanctuary of his own garden, convinced that the crisis had finally passed. The weight of the day, with its near-death scares, the fragile medical maneuvers, and the suffocating tension of the manor, seemed to dissipate under the gentle, cooling embrace of the evening breeze. His mind wandered to the thought of fishing—a simple, rhythmic, and solitary pleasure that felt worlds away from the suffocating, labyrinthine atmosphere of the Valerius manor. He took a seat at his weathered stone table, closing his eyes to savor the silence, little knowing that the respite he craved was a luxury his current life could no longer afford. Every moment of peac
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"A real harbinger of misfortune." Caelum thought to himself as he paused, gesturing for Cynthia to proceed ahead of him. "I need to retrieve something. You and Sylvia go ahead, light the stove, and prepare some hot water. We will need it for the treatment." "As you command, Young Master." Once he had delivered his instructions, Caelum retreated to the wooden chamber. He reached into his robes, carefully retrieving a small, weathered box containing his acupuncture needles, and tucked it securely into his inner pocket. Leo, who had been lingering near the doorway, caught sight of him as he emerged. A flicker of genuine concern crossed his face. "Brother, should we send word to the esteemed Julian (The Old Calligraphy Master)? Her condition looks quite severe." Caelum shook his head firmly. "That will not be necessary for the moment. I have the situation under control." With those words, he turned and marched toward the Jiaxing Yuan. For an ordinary person, a minor cold might be
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The dawn of the next day broke over the horizon, a soft, pale light slowly peeling away the heavy shroud of night. Within the serene confines of the "Listen-to-the-Rain Pavilion," located roughly ten miles from the sprawling estate of the Valerius family, a fragile stillness took hold. Gentle, biting breezes drifted through the courtyard, causing the wind chimes dangling beneath the tiled eaves to sway. They sang out in a rhythmic, clinking melody—a sharp contrast to the chaotic, heavy downpour of the previous nights.Julian, the elder brother of Caelum, had been living through a period of profound strangeness. Since the unexpected arrival of the guests from the Fang family, he had been forced to vacate his own private quarters in the rear courtyard, settling instead into the middle yard alongside his personal staff. Though a deep sense of irritation simmered beneath his composed exterior, Julian adhered strictly to the protocols of hospitality. It was not merely a matter of pride; he
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Without a second thought, before Butterfly could alert Evangeline or Sylvia in the villa, Caelum circled around to the back of the wooden building and headed straight to his chamber. The air was thick with the scent of pine and the remnants of the night’s chaos. His heart thundered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm that mirrored the perilous reality he now inhabited. His clothes, damp and stained with the grime of the night, were a jarring reminder of the narrow escape he had just achieved. Every shadow in the villa seemed to hold a pair of watching eyes, and the silence of the night was not peaceful; it was heavy with secrets.At that moment, Butterfly hadn't run to Evangeline’s residence; instead, she had gone to find Beatrice, her heart gripped by an icy, paralyzing dread, hoping to wake her to search for Caelum together. When Caelum finally caught sight of her from the shadows, he felt a strange blend of amusement and a profound, melting warmth. This was perhaps the essence of hu

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