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My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Upon opening his eyes, there before him was a bridal chamber adorned with red candles and windows. A bride dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank sat upright on the nuptial bed, her face covered by a red bridal veil. Zhao Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Have I become a groom? Oh, and a junior one at that." Understood. His facial expression brewed for a moment before he twisted his mouth into a smile, "Wait a second..." Huh, something's amiss. The bride is my childhood sweetheart who also harbored a crush on me? Oh, then that's alright. This is very fitting. Zhao Rong stepped forward, happily lifting the red bridal veil, "Hey hey, my lady, where are you running off to?" ------------- In the great era of contention, the tide of the times surged forth, and Confucian Scholar Zhao Rong bravely faced it head-on. Not only did he seek to catch up to the footsteps of his childhood sweetheart turned Sword Immortal Lady, but he also wished to witness firsthand the dispute that engulfed more than half of the Cultivation World, the strife among the various schools of thought... ————— [Slow-burn], [Non-cliché], [Non-level-up], [Romance plot], [Sweet without the angst] This book is also known as "I Have a Fox Fairy Wife", "Rebirth: I Deliver Parcels in the Otherworld", "Zhao Ziyu, The Smirking Scholar" "I Really Don't Want to Be a Kept Man"...

Yang Xiaorong · Eastern
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189 Chs

Chapter 133 Brief Separation

Du You West City.

The city tower stands a thousand zhang high.

The city gate, forged entirely of mysterious iron, no one knew how it was opened and closed each day.

In the mortal world, such a massive object would surely be a wonder.

But Du You is the top city upon the mountain in the Wangque Continent.

A place rich with natural beauty and treasures, where the city looms within the mists, and people of outstanding talent come and go as swiftly as shooting stars.

It is a resplendent pearl set at the edge of heaven and earth by the Xuanhuang Human Clan.

Cultivators swarm the skies, Immortals stand prominent, and there are millions of commoners.

The number of people entering and leaving the city each day is countless.

There is no distinction between those on the mountain and those below.

Many wondrous sights and happenings have become part of everyday life for the people.