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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 · 東方
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191 Chs

Chapter 61: What's Inside the Furnace?

Zhao Rong bent down to release the cat and waved goodbye.

He pressed down on his hat, stuffed the random objects he had taken out into his bosom, and continued down the mountain with both hands holding the Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold Furnace.

His footsteps landed on the moss-covered bluestone steps; he dared not walk too quickly, lest he slip.

This winding path through the mountains, hidden within the quiet and lush forest, was a boon to Zhao Rong at this moment because it was seldom traveled. However, looking ahead, the winding trail made him lose sight of the distance, which unsettled him.

The sound of a nearby clear spring was the only disturbance in this tranquility.

Zhao Rong advanced in silence.

Suddenly, Gui's voice rang out in his Heart Lake, and the corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched as he gazed at the Thunder and Rainbow Purple Gold Furnace in his hands; sure enough, the Divine Furnace underwent a change the very next second!