IMPORTANT INFOS
For Pledged Members:
Necromancer, What the Hell Is A Type 055 Summon? — Chapters 141 to 150
Wasteland Border Inspector — Chapters 131 to 140
My Father Is Superman, But I'm Just An NPC? — Chapters 109 to 113
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IMPORTANT INFOS
For Pledged Members:
God's Imitator — Chapters 91 to 100
I Run A Prison In America — Chapters 61 to 70
Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint — Chapters 17 to 30
For Free Me...
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Early morning, dawn was just breaking.
Chen Qing had just finished his simple washing and was preparing to head to Zhou's courtyard.
"Ah Qing, terrible news!" Lady Han hurried over, her face deathly pale, "Your uncle-in-law has been beaten!"
Chen Qing was slightly startled, "What happened?"
Yang Tiezhu had always been honest and dutiful, never quarreling with anyone. How could he suffer such misfortune for no reason?
Lady Han said urgently, "This morning when I w...
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After the roll call, Chen Qing practiced Swift Wind Blade Technique for another hour before heading home.
"Mother, I'm back." Ducking into the boat, Chen Qing placed his sword on the table and grabbed the water ladle, tilting his head back to gulp down several mouthfuls.
The cool water down his throat finally calmed his burning chest somewhat.
He removed his short jacket, sweat stains spreading dark traces across the coarse cloth.
"Have you eaten? There are still some ...
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Chen Qing frowned slightly and asked puzzledly, "What's so special about the Li family guards?"
Cheng Ming patiently explained from the side, "You don't understand this. Our Gaolin County has five major prominent families: Huang, Han, Li, Zhu, and Luo. These five great families have very high requirements for selecting guards, requiring at least obvious strength cultivation."
"Oh?"
Chen Qing was somewhat surprised. He well knew that in ordinary wealthy households, martial ar...
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The next day, late spring drizzle.
Water mist rose from the bluestone street, fine raindrops weaving a hazy curtain under the eaves.
Chen Qing carried two salted fish, stepping on the wet stone road to the Yang family home in Hundred Flowers Lane.
"Knock knock!"
"Who is it?" came a sharp female voice from inside.
The wooden door creaked open, revealing a dark, thin face.
"What are you doing here, boy?!"
Chen Jinhua squinted as she looked Chen Qing up ...
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Without realizing it, the two had returned to the dock.
Cheng Ming suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "Ah Qing, you still haven't received any sponsorship, have you?"
"Not yet."
Chen Qing shook his head.
During these days he had discovered that not all disciples with obvious strength could obtain sponsorship.
Those wealthy merchant families were all cunning as ghosts, only placing bets on young talents.
Like Qin Lie, who not only could hold a ...
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"What's happening?"
Lady Han pushed aside the cloth curtain and saw fishermen gathering in small groups on the shore, whispering to each other.
Neighbor Uncle Gao lowered his voice, "Aunt Han, don't you know? Song Tie from the Golden River Gang is dead."
"What?!"
Lady Han's eyes widened like copper bells.
Song Tie was a local tyrant of Mute Bay, reportedly able to take down four or five strong men barehanded. How could such a ruthless character be dead?
Aun...
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Mute Bay, Tiger Gang's small courtyard.
Er Mazi leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, yawning listlessly out of boredom.
"Smack!"
A hard little paper ball suddenly flew over, hitting him precisely on the forehead!
"Who?!"
Er Mazi jumped up with a start, his hand pressing on his knife handle as he vigilantly scanned the empty alley.
No one responded. He suspiciously bent down to pick up the paper ball, unfolded it, and saw it was densely covere...
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Locust Street was on the edge of the outer city, three parts dirtier and more chaotic than Mute Bay.
Both sides of the street were crowded with beggars in tattered clothes, while skeletal children rummaged through sewage ditches for food scraps.
The air reeked of rot and excrement, and occasionally one could see swollen, bluish corpses lying by the roadside.
In such a place, a person's death was less noticeable than a rat's.
Chen Qing crouched in the shadows under the ...
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Three days later.
Chen Qing had just finished washing when someone came to the cabin door.
The visitor was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a black short jacket, followed by four or five burly subordinates.
The middle-aged man smiled, "You must be Brother Chen Qing. I'm Xu Chengfeng from the Tiger Gang."
Chen Qing replied calmly, "So it's an expert from the Tiger Gang. I've long admired your reputation."
Xu Chengfeng cupped his hands, "From today on, th...
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Zhou Liang also walked over and patted Chen Qing's shoulder, "Not bad, keep up the good work."
Chen Qing hurriedly cupped his fists, "Yes, Master."
It had been a long time since he'd spoken alone with his master.
Zhou Liang said a few simple words, then turned and left.
After all, taking over two months to reach obvious strength showed truly limited future potential.
Subsequently, the other disciples also dispersed one by one.
Sun Shun asked with a smile, "...
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When Chen Qing arrived at Zhou's courtyard, quite a few disciples were already practicing their boxing.
Chen Qing quietly moved to a corner, steadied himself, took a deep breath, and began loosening his muscles and bones.
Arms, shoulders, spine, waist and hips, every joint stretched into place, muscles shifting between relaxation and tension.
After several breaths, Chen Qing began practicing the through-arm stance work.
His movements were fluid and natural, his body te...
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The next day at noon, Mute Bay.
An old awning boat quietly moored by the water's edge. Tea boats were known for their good quality and low prices, for three coins you could drink barley tea at the bow all day long, and the stove at the stern was always burning brightly.
The scattered customers were mostly porters and craftsmen, currently sitting casually on the boat deck chatting.
Today was the day the childhood friends from Mute Bay had agreed to gather.
In a corner a...
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At this moment, a light appeared in his mind.
[Heaven Rewards Diligence, Success Guaranteed]
[Through-arm Stance Work: Beginner (228/500)]
[Through-arm Boxing: Beginner (1/500)]
This feeling was crystal clear, lifting his spirits.
Sun Shun's explanation continued, as he detailed the responses to each move.
When enemies attack, how to dodge, and which moves and techniques would be most effective for counterattack.
"Pay attention to this move 'Nimble Ap...
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Two days later, the night was as dark as ink, thick and impenetrable.
In the depths of Mute Bay, a shabby little boat gently swayed, with a few dim yellow lights leaking from the boat canopy.
Qian Biao sat cross-legged on the boat deck, with a greasy torn cloth spread before him, on which lay several scattered pieces of silver, a string of copper coins, and several rings and bracelets of varying quality.
Two henchmen, Ma Wu and Crippled Old Seven, crouched nearby, greed flic...
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Chen Qing dragged his weary body back to Mute Bay.
Chen Qing pushed open the creaking cabin door to find Lady Han mending fishing nets.
Hearing the movement, she immediately looked up, "Ah Qing, you're back? How did today... go?"
Chen Qing smiled, "Mother, it worked out."
"Really!?"
Lady Han felt a surge of joy, then immediately worried, "Then... then the apprenticeship fee... was it expensive? Is the master a good person?"
"The master is very strict, but f...
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This was a courtyard with two sections. The outer courtyard was filled with wooden posts, stone locks, and various weapons like swords, spears, and halberds.
The sound of vigorous shouts filled the air. On the blue brick ground of the outer courtyard, seven or eight bare-chested men were training. Their bronze-colored backs gleamed with oil under the blazing sun, and the dull thuds of stone locks hitting the ground sent numbing vibrations through one's feet.
"Practice properly, al...
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"It's Huiniang."
Chen Qing was somewhat surprised.
Lady Han quickly got up and opened the creaking cabin door.
Yang Huiniang stood outside, her small face frozen red, her faded gray old jacket blown tight against her body by the river wind.
"Huiniang!?"
Lady Han stepped aside in surprise, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside."
Yang Huiniang's gaze quickly swept over the bowl of thin gruel on the table, a flash of heartache in her eyes.
She pulled out a...
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"Xiao Heng has truly made something of himself."
Chen Jinhua's tone was complex, envy mixed with bitterness.
What do you mean you didn't have time to tell us? It's clearly favoritism.
Where would the second son get money to support Chen Heng's martial arts training? Wasn't it all from grandfather's pocket?
"If Heng can pass the martial scholar examination," Old Master's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice filled with expectation, "our family's tax burden could be reduced by...
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Pushing open the creaking cabin door.
The cramped boat cabin was filled with the smell of damp wood, aged fish odors, and a faint scent of rice bran.
Chen's mother, Lady Han, hurried forward upon hearing the sound, "Ah Qing, today... how was it?"
Chen Qing shook his head, his voice low, "Those people at the fish market lowered prices again... Today's luck was poor too. One net cast brought up only small fish and shrimp, sold for just a few big coins in total."
Lady Han...
2025-08-27 13:15:45 +0000 UTC
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The endless reed marshes of Mute Bay rustled in the wind.
Deep within the marshes, on a shallow sandbank far from the main waterway, several clusters of particularly tall and dense reeds had been bent down and woven together. A dilapidated old boat was stranded here, and under its canopy, several young but care-worn faces bore the deep imprint of life's heavy burdens.
"The Dragon King's incense offerings... have gone up by thirty percent again!" Liang Badou sighed deeply, his voic...
2025-08-27 13:15:23 +0000 UTC
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IMPORTANT INFOS
For Pledged Members:
Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems — Chapters 141 to 150
American Hunting: Starting From Alone In The Wilderness — Chapters 141 to 150
We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? — Ch...
2025-08-26 10:12:58 +0000 UTC
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