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The Thieves From Almaria Continent
Guo Jiang kept his gaze on the dusty messenger. “Describe their direction first, then their appearance and methods.”The young man rubbed both palms against his trousers, leaving pale streaks across the fabric. Fear had pushed him into speaking too quickly, and Shen Jin raised one hand before the words tangled further.“Report in order,” the captain said. “Your name, position, what you witnessed, and what others confirmed.”The messenger swallowed. “Yozom, twenty-five years old. I serve as a junior port guard. My cultivation is at the late Fanren realm.”His shoulders remained tense. Losing a vessel under port protection could cost him his post, his wages, or several years of debt if the harbor officials chose a convenient scapegoat.“Recently, more foreigners have been entering Zguque,” Yozom continued. “Travelers
The Ship Stolen Beneath Dragon Gate
Heat intensified as the spirit ship approached Dragon Gate.The air above the western desert shimmered, and dust struck the hull in dry waves. Shen Jin crossed the deck with a folded cloth in one hand and offered it to Guo Jiang.“Tuan, please cover your nose and mouth. The dust here enters the lungs before most travelers notice.”The cloth was pale apricot rather than pure white.Shen Jin explained the choice while checking the knots securing the nearest sail. “Light colors reflect heat. Pure white is avoided because many communities associate it with mourning, so travelers usually choose pale sand, faded cream, or apricot tones.”Guo Jiang accepted the covering and wrapped it according to local custom. He did not dismiss the practice simply because Banxiang qi could block dust. A traveler who ignored regional customs announced arrogance before speaking.<
A Ship From the Western Continent
Guo Jiang withdrew a necklace from his storage ring and placed it across his palm.The chain was fine but durable, while the pendant carried restrained craftsmanship from Almaria Continent. It was not covered in excessive jewels, and Guo Jiang did not describe its price as though trying to balance one treasure against another.“I received this during my time in Almaria,” he said. “Please accept it.”Mahya’s fingers stopped against the edge of her sleeve.“I did not offer the spirit ship to receive payment.”“Nor am I treating your gift as a market transaction.”“Then keep the necklace.”Guo Jiang shook his head. “If you repay Feilong Order’s debt while refusing every return from me, I remain beneath an obligation that can never close. Jianghu friendship should n
Moonlight Above Xucheng
The celebration in Xucheng City gradually softened after midnight.Music still drifted from the restaurant below, but the loudest sect leaders had either fallen asleep over wine jars or been led away by embarrassed disciples. Laughter rose in uneven bursts from the main hall, mixed with the clatter of bowls and the calls of servants replacing empty platters.Guo Jiang climbed onto the roof with a wine jar in one hand. He drank only enough to warm his throat, then sat near the ridge where he could see the moon above the city walls.Mahya joined him several moments later.She chose a place at a respectful distance. Their familiarity allowed easy conversation, but her position as Holy Leader of Feilong Order demanded care. A careless gesture could become rumor by morning, and rumors surrounding a sect leader often wounded more people than the one named.“Holy Leader Mahya,” Guo Jiang said, acknowledging her title even though no crowd stood close enough to hear.Mahya inclined her head. “
The Disciple Who Made Sect Leaders Rise
Guo Jiang descended toward the Northwest Grassland alone.No trace of Wei Zhan appeared behind him. No Black Roc carried the Logun Sage back toward the fleet, and no Kaishi aura remained in the northeastern sky.The alliance reached the same conclusion before Guo Jiang touched the ground.Wei Zhan was dead.Sect leaders gathered near the central command area and prepared formal thanks. Some were sincere. Others feared offending a Banxiang expert who had just killed the man who forced them to kneel. A few were already calculating what relationship with Guo Jiang might offer their factions.His Banxiang aura remained naturally present.It was not deliberately released, yet the difference in realm affected every cultivator nearby. Before Guo Jiang reached the leaders, one sect master lowered himself to his knees.The gesture spread.&
Moonlight Over the Empty Sea
Violet light spread from Pedang Yueliang into the sunset.Guo Jiang raised the sword until its plain dark blade rested between him and the western horizon. The weapon did not become ornate, and no golden dragon or giant sword shadow appeared around it. Its core remained visually simple.Its power changed everything surrounding it.The wind weakened first.The red light of sunset faded into violet, not because night had fully arrived, but because the sword’s domain overlaid the sky. Clouds gathered across the dying sun, sealing away the last natural glow.Moonlight became the only stable light above the northeastern sea.Wei Zhan felt cold without ice.Darkness surrounded him without carrying demonic qi. Sword intent filled the space, yet no visible blade pressure pushed against his body.That absence frightened
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