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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.

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Chapter no.125 Temporal Koi Fish

The midnight sky stretched overhead, a vast canvas splashed with a million twinkling stars. The brushsquirrel had drifted into a soft slumber, its tiny body rising and falling rhythmically with each breath it took, ensconced against my leg. Its minuscule paw twitched occasionally as it dreamt its tiny dreams, its serene visage radiating comfort and trust.

Across the portal to the abyss, I watched as Lü Bu meditated in solitude, an image of unruffled tranquility under the starlit expanse. The subtle glow of his martial essence pulsed rhythmically around him, an extension of his breathing as he harmonized his energy with the universe. His stoic presence was a stark contrast to the looming abyss, like a lighthouse standing steadfast against the stormy sea.

"Are there ways to speed this up?" I finally broke the silence, my voice a soft echo against the encompassing quiet.