The Immortal’s Arrival.
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
last update2025-08-22 10:08:51

Those words slashed through Nun Fear's pride like a poisoned dagger forged in hell's deepest pits.

As someone who had always maintained chastity with great honor, dedicating her life to sacred vows, such insults not only hurt, but also fueled her anger. Her chest felt like it was going to explode with righteous fury that demanded vengeance.

"Your filthy mouth deserves to be sent to hell where demons will feast upon your tongues!" cried Nun Fear with burning rage that made the very air shimmer.

In her grasp, a simple-looking horse whisk suddenly changed like a caterpillar transforming into a deadly butterfly.

With the Jade Maiden Swordplay technique that had been passed down through generations of sacred warriors, the whisk became as hard as a sharp sword forged from celestial metals. The sound of wind whistled from every swing of the whisk that had now turned into a deadly weapon in her hands, each movement precise as falling lightning.

Her left hand, which was prepared with the White
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  • The Immortal’s Arrival.

    Those words slashed through Nun Fear's pride like a poisoned dagger forged in hell's deepest pits.As someone who had always maintained chastity with great honor, dedicating her life to sacred vows, such insults not only hurt, but also fueled her anger. Her chest felt like it was going to explode with righteous fury that demanded vengeance."Your filthy mouth deserves to be sent to hell where demons will feast upon your tongues!" cried Nun Fear with burning rage that made the very air shimmer.In her grasp, a simple-looking horse whisk suddenly changed like a caterpillar transforming into a deadly butterfly.With the Jade Maiden Swordplay technique that had been passed down through generations of sacred warriors, the whisk became as hard as a sharp sword forged from celestial metals. The sound of wind whistled from every swing of the whisk that had now turned into a deadly weapon in her hands, each movement precise as falling lightning.Her left hand, which was prepared with the White

  • Nun Fear’s Last Stand.

    "Ah, I see what you mean, Big Brother. Don't you want to have some fun with her before finishing her off?" the second man said in an equally lewd tone that would make even demons blush with shame."So what are you waiting for? Tonight we can warm up our bodies by making use of that smooth old hag!" added the third man with a rough laugh that echoed across the dunes like the howling of jackals.Every cultivator lived with the same goal: the pursuit of immortality that transcended mortal limitations. The higher the cultivation level reached, the greater their ability to defy the laws of nature that bound ordinary men. Their bodies stopped aging, their faces remained as fresh as youth eternal, and they became immortal in time's endless flow.Meanwhile, Eadric Rong, who was lurking in the shadows like death itself, listened to their conversation with disdain that burned cold as winter stars. His eyes stared at the woman they were chasing, his face showing deep fatigue that spoke of ancien

  • The Silent Pursuit in the Gobi.

    Eadric Rong's figure shot across the horizon like a meteor trailing silver light, breaking through the boundary between the Central Great Plains and the Southern region. His immortal robes, woven from celestial silk and embroidered with protective formations, fluttered behind him like captured moonbeams.The dark early morning sky began to fade, leaving a pale tinge of moonlight on the horizon that painted the world in shades of ethereal silver. Below, the Gobi Desert stretches out, cold and desolate, its endless dunes shifting like the memories of forgotten ages.The bone-chilling air of extreme temperatures did not affect an immortal like himself, whose cultivation had transcended mortal limitations. The night wind was just a passing gust that carried the scent of ancient sands and distant starlight, while his hair fluttered wildly without detracting from the dignity of his figure as one who had touched the realm of the gods."Ah... the feast of the cultivators of the sect decades a

  • Battle for Tianzhou’s Fate

    With full force that channeled his royal bloodline's might, he launched his attack at the red-armored Kaishi. His sword moved like silver lightning cutting through storm clouds, carrying the hopes of his people and the weight of his ancestors' legacy.PANG!A clash of energy ensued, deafening all who witnessed it, the sound reverberating across dimensions like the collision of stars. In the blink of an eye that lasted eternities, the four masters of Longhai Continent moved quickly, attacking at a speed that was hard for ordinary eyes to follow, their forms blurring like ghosts dancing between reality and legend.Their attacks were well-coordinated like a symphony of destruction, each movement flowing into the next with practiced precision. This coordination made the two red-armored Kaishi from Podura Continent fall back like waves retreating before an immovable cliff.They no longer had time to launch fireball attacks, and could only defend against the overwhelming assault that came a

  • Challenge of the Kaishi Masters

    "You've been trying to destroy Longhai Continent for years, but all your heroes have always lost like snow melting before spring sun. Today, you still dare to show up and attack us? Truly ignorant!" He continued in a sarcastic tone, emphasizing every word with the authority of one who had walked the martial path for decades.Master Yinfeng was deliberately provoking them, his voice splitting the roar of the wind blowing on the horizon. He seemed like a mighty sage whose words carried the power to shake mountains and command respect from both heaven and earth.Despite his confident appearance that radiated assurance like morning sunlight, there was worry in his gaze that flickered like shadows cast by dancing flames. His eyes never left the three huge spirit ships floating above Tianzhou City like metal dragons suspended between heaven and earth, their hulls gleaming with ominous formations."How many Kaishi-level experts are hidden on those ships like serpents coiled in darkness?" he

  • Witnesses to the Flames

    "This is an exciting spectacle! Let's not hide just yet," Yin Zheng said as he pulled Hu Chin's hand to stop him from continuing their retreat. His eyes shone with the fervor of youth witnessing legend unfold before their very eyes.Hu Chin frowned, his face looking full of worry that aged him beyond his years."Aren't you afraid of death? They are all Banxiang-ranked cultivators whose power could crush mountains!" his voice sounded harsh, almost like an admonishment from an elder brother who had seen too much of the world's cruelty. "The best way for weaklings like us is to hide until this storm passes and leaves us breathing!"Even so, Yin Zheng still stood where he was, his feet rooted to the ground like an ancient tree. His fascination with the unfolding battle overcame his survival instincts, a dangerous trait in one so young.The two of them were indeed like siblings bound by more than blood. Hu Chin, the elder, often reprimanded Yin Zheng with the patience of flowing water, but

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