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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 · Ficção Científica
Classificações insuficientes
307 Chs

Chapter 9: The Invitation (Thanks to the Unlikely Arrival of Happiness)

The title page of the book contained the author's preface, which stated that this miscellaneous record was merely for documentation, arranged by age, and seemed to be newly compiled after the year, which is why it was placed on the lower level of the Wind Character Tower. Flipping past the title page, the first entry was of a renowned constable who was now fifty-three years old. His martial arts were at the initial stage of Seventh Rank, and his experience was extensive, making him well-known in the region.

Wang Anfeng seriously reviewed the martial cultivation level, then glanced at the profile below, his expression growing slightly solemn.

Turning the page, the record was of another old constable from a different county. Although his martial arts weren't excelled, his careful and meticulous thinking earned him great admiration, and he was thus called a renowned constable.