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Murim: Struggle of the Weak

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever. Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger. Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying. Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Adamo_Amet · Eastern
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Chapter no.122 Veil of Deception: Dancing on the Edge of Truth

A streak of the morning light pierced through the small opening in the window shades, bathing the room in a soft, somber glow. The tranquillity was interrupted by a gentle stir from the large bed nestled against the wall. Lü Bu's androgynous figure gleamed against the first rays of the sun, pushed himself up against the silk sheets.

His eyes, sharp and alert despite the early hour, flickered to the empty side of the bed. A pained sigh escaped his lips as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Looks like she's still mad at me," he muttered, his voice barely a whisper against the quiet of the room.

Lü Bu, despite the emptiness in the room, did not falter. Rising from the bed, he began his morning routine, reciting the body strengthening mantra, letting the spiritual Qi wash over him. His toned muscles tensed and relaxed in an almost hypnotic rhythm as the energy coursed through him.

His routine was interrupted, however, as he felt something in this room as he moved towards the door.