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Why do I have so many masters?

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind. (Solo female lead)

Yan ZK · sci-fi
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311 Chs

Chapter 31 Gathering—

As the time for the Great Elder Qingfeng Edge's birthday celebration was still more than half a month away, and because the Master was highly regarded and advanced in years, a disciple was specifically sent to pay a visit, delivering an invitation. Since the message had been conveyed, they might as well escort the students back to the mountain in their company, mainly because Qingfeng Edge was a hermit who avoided the secular world, living not within but outside the mountain—rarely seen by ordinary folk.

Wang Anfeng had received an extremely exquisite wooden box from Elder Ren, which was just large enough to fit five or six ancient books. It was adorned with complex patterns, where auspicious clouds and exotic beasts could be manipulated by hand, suggesting countless possible combinations, yet only one could open it. Such content must be a rare ancient book or even possibly a martial arts manual.