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7 Path of the Lilies
Author: Sorahana
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Ever since she was a child, Ye Jiao was treated as trash in Chen Kingdom. Suffering from countless beatings and endless humiliation, Ye Jiao endured the harsh life without being able to do anything. Only a rare few cared for her and showed her warmth in this cruel world. But the Heavens didn’t give her the chance to live peacefully. It took the little things she had and pushed her over the edge into the bottomless abyss. Filled with despair and sadness, she had to hide and bide her time as a lot of people wished for her death. “I have lost everything; you can’t take anything else from me. But I will gain much from this in my path as Eon Energy Master---I’ll not give up and someday, I’ll reach the peak.” Her small hand plucked the stem of the white lily flower and gripped it tight, with determination flashing across her eyes. Trash? Her small lips curved up, tinged in mockery. Even if everyone around her wished to kill her, she would never give up. She will show them who the real trash was and become the greatest genius in the world! Even if the entire world was against her, she would not cower. She will reach the peak. ---- Story set in fictional world with different cultivation method Word count: 900-1500 words/chapter Special thanks for webnovel reader Cookiejiyen who had created the beautiful cover *sending hearts* Note: no reverse harem Link to Discord: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] - The Quiet Empress [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518
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Even Lilies Draw Blood

The Valehart estate was a garden of silver lilies. Every petal gleamed like moonlight on steel, every step echoed grace and silence — exactly as the house demanded. For centuries, House Valehart had been the Empire’s diplomats, the voice that soothed where others shouted. They were the noble house of peace and polish — the masters of negotiation, the Empire’s silver tongue. But Serene Valehart had always felt wrong in her own home. When her cousins practiced curtsies, she watched the guards spar in the courtyard, her eyes tracing every swing of the blade. When her tutors recited the laws of diplomacy, she memorized them — then imagined how to parry each argument as if it were an attack. She excelled in every lesson. Her words were soft, her steps measured, her smile flawless. She was the perfect daughter of a perfect house. But that wasn’t the only her. --- When the manor slept, Serene crept into the old forge behind the eastern gardens — a place half-swallowed by ivy and shadow. Once, it had been used to craft ornamental blades for noble ceremonies. Now, it was forgotten — quiet, cold, alive only with the scent of soot and iron. Old Joren, the blacksmith, never told on her. He simply watched as she stood beside him, eyes bright with something fierce and unspoken. “Doesn’t it hurt?” she asked once, when a spark leapt and burned his arm. “Every strike leaves a mark,” he said with a faint smile. “That’s how you know it’s becoming something.” Serene touched the glowing metal, feeling its warmth pulse through her skin. > “Then I’ll learn to take the marks,” she whispered. --- Years passed. The silver lilies bloomed each spring, and the Valehart daughter grew into the image her family had crafted — calm, articulate, unblemished. She spoke with grace that silenced rooms, smiled in ways that ended arguments, and bowed with elegance that won peace. Yet beneath her silk gloves were faint scars — pale lines across her palms, hidden proof of who she truly was. So when the Royal Knight Academy sent its call for new initiates, when noble daughters dreamt of betrothals and noble sons of command — Serene Valehart packed her sword instead. Her father called it folly. Her mother said nothing — only tied her daughter’s braid with a silver ribbon and whispered, “Keep your balance, my dear.” The morning she left, the manor was silent. The lilies swayed in the wind as if bowing farewell. At the gate, Serene looked back once. The marble walls glimmered under sunlight, perfect and distant — the prison she’d once called home. She stepped into the carriage, her blade resting across her knees. > Grace is might unseen. That was the Valehart creed. She had lived by it all her life. Now, she would show them what it truly meant. The carriage wheels turned. The estate faded into the morning haze. And softly, as the road stretched before her, Serene whispered — > “Even lilies bleed.” Patron: https://www.patreon.com/JayKJ?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator

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Where Spider Lilies Bloom

"Have you heard of the legend?" A granny starts with her grandchild in her lap Once upon a time in a land enveloped by snow,a land unvisited by the sun where even a fraction of fire could not exist There lived a tyrant A ghost king,who emerged victorious from fighting over thousands and thousands of ghosts in one go And on the day the divine heaven regarded as the one day the sun shines the brightest,what should've been bright and warm,became dark and cold,for it is also that day that the tyrant emerged victorious claiming the title Ghost king,the 5th of the heavenly calamity,the heaven shook for 6 incense time that day "What does the ghost king look like granny?"the grandchild ask innocence burning in his eyes as it sparkled,so his grandmother says They say he is like ice,skin so pale he looked like a dead body pulled from the depth of ocean,hair frosty white that almost came down to hide his eyes,and his eyes......one look at his eyes and you accept you fate,for his eyes screamed death,a sorrowful mourn of the dead,as if his eyes contains death itself Oh!and people says he has holes on his face too "Really granny? that's not true right?" "Who knows?but it's time for you to go to bed now,or else he will come"His granny tickles his toes, giggle bursting out "B-but granny, you've never told me his name" No one knows his name actually,but since his story came and reached the farthest of land,he was known to be called "Graceful white death",for the chilling breeze and the freezing cold announced his presence, And it is said even the sun would freeze in fear of him

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