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The Legend of Immortal Cultivation

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Xiao Duan The Talented Scholar · Oriental
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Chapter 1142: Spring Dream Leaves No Trace, Autumn Canopy Leaves Scent Behind_1

"It seems that only here in Lost Fragrance Manor, where his lingering scent remains and where we once shared memories together, can my lukewarm heart find some true comfort,"

"Perhaps... you may not know the origin of the name 'Lost Fragrance'..." Yue Mingxin's voice lowered slightly, whether it was due to lacking strength or shyness. In Zhang Xiaohua's heart, he could almost see the faint blush on Yue Mingxin's veiled face.

"In spring, dreams leave no trace; In autumn, canopies are empty and fragrant."

Yue Mingxin muttered, with her face lifted towards the sky, her emotions seemingly out of control, and mournfully said, "Dear Yang, when we once loved each other deeply, you recited this poem while drawing eyebrows for me. How could our happiness within the boudoir have come to this? Such joy... don't you miss it? "

"You may have achieved immortality and eternal life, but... the path to immortality is bleak. Without my company... can you be happy?"