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Chapter 036: The Ninefold Golden Pill and the Crimson-Gold Secret
Author: Drakon Flameborn
last update2025-08-18 14:41:07

The Stonehart Clan caravan creaked and groaned as it pressed forward, wheels grinding against the uneven forest path. Moonlight filtered through the dense branches of Yun Tian Wildwood, casting ghostly shadows that seemed to swallow every sound. Even the wind felt muffled under the canopy.

Kaelen perched atop a wagon, eyes scanning the rugged faces of the mercenaries around him. Over the past few days, he’d grown used to them—each night, despite the cold that cut like knives, they gathered around a small fire, sharing stories, laughter, and a jug of wine. Somehow, their rough voices and clinking cups made him feel… human.

“We’re almost at Mistvale City,” called a broad-shouldered mercenary, lifting his jug with a cheeky grin. “Once we get paid, it’s straight to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for a real celebration. You in, Kaelen?”

Kaelen gave a faint smile, tipping the jug to his lips. The warmth seeped into his bones, a small comfort amid the hardened warriors’ tales of the Great Was
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