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The Wolf of a Dark Age

Ren Lei is the fourth son of a minor noble family and the son of a concubine to boot. Being born a cripple, the only thing he has is beauty; beauty that caused him much suffering growing up in a house where no-one loved him. As if that wasn't enough, he was about to be sold off in a political marriage to a woman who had everything he didn't, the Princess of the Ether Cloud City, full of not only beauty but with immense talent in profound cultivation. Refusing to submit to his fate, as a final act of rebellion, in a desperate bit to retake what little control he had over his own life, he chooses to consume poison and commit suicide. However, the fates are not so kind to those that would try to change it. He survives but suffers from a strange condition that causes his soul to separate from his body. As he slowly loses the constrains of a physical body, he is forced to look at himself more closely and recognise who he truly is. Not only must he struggle against the destiny devised for him but also his true nature: a calamity whose howl will wipe the slate of an era clean, ushering in a new dark age. [Cover not owned by me, contact me if you want it taken down.]

1Sword2Peaks · Eastern
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183 Chs

Not Even a Battle

Yun Lei hadn't known Quan Sheshou for long. The first time the two had met was when he had gone to the armoury of the Quans to seek a good bow for himself. However, he could tell from the get go that the old man was not someone who was afraid of showing his emotions. From annoyance to amusement, some form of emotion always remained on his face; he frowned or laughed whenever he felt like it. 

However, at that moment, despite seeing his son lying on the ground in a pool of blood; despite corpses of several members of his family littering the estate centre, there was no emotion on the old man's face. There were not even the slightest of indications that what was happening bothered him at all. In fact, if he wasn't breathing, it would have been easy to mistake him for a statue.