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Death Scripture

Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

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Closed-Door Cultivation

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

Many years ago, Shangguan Fei had been ambushed by his sister while en route to the Xiaowan Kingdom. He had been crushed by a boulder and nearly died. One of his legs was still a bit stiff even now.

When revisiting that old site even now, Shangguan Fei's heart still palpitated anxiously. "Who chose this damn place? Is he deliberately plotting against me?" he muttered, knowing very well that he was not important enough to merit such special arrangements.

The Dragon King and Prince Duodun had chosen to meet here, both fully equipped in hunting gear as if they were planning on setting out afterwards.

"Is this the culture of the Western Regions? It's almost the same as that of the Central Plains, but our garb is for not hunting but rather for drinking tea or visiting a mutual friend. Well, at least that's what I've heard." Dog Butcher watched on with morbid curiosity. "Will the Dragon King fight with the prince? Do we have to ready ourselves?"