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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 · Oriental
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186 Chs

Chapter 96: The Sword Furnace Finger_3

After a brief eye contact, the two men, also two martial artists, threw punches without exchanging a single word.

Overwhelming blood energy burst from their bodies, each punch and kick filled with immense power and weight!

Upon closer inspection, the man with a dull expression was in no way inferior to the Sixth Grade martial artist brimming with vigor; he was undoubtedly also of the Sixth Grade.

Two Sixth Grade martial artists capable of wrestling exotic beasts on land and capturing serpents in the water, fiercely collided and entangled with each other.

Fierce martial artists, relying on no external forces, used every part of their bodies as weapons, their punches and kicks all deadly moves.

The two were evenly matched!

The situation gradually became tense.