Kai Huang

After traversing through time, Li Xuan was delighted to have become the second son of Earl Chengyi's mansion, as well as a proud warrior of Liudao Fumo. However, just ten days into his privileged life, he faced fierce female supervisors, terrifying ghost-girls, and spiteful demonesses one after another.
Amidst this whirlpool of challenges, Li Xuan claimed he didn't feel a bit panicked. A few years later, standing above the Yangtze River, he swung his sword, and with that, thousands of miles of landscapes were instantly frozen.
Where will the demoness escape to? Take my sword!

Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?

Zhongzhen Xuanfu's stronghold, only a stone's throw away, was the site of Qunlang Valley. Here, vegetation in a twenty-mile radius had been thoroughly eradicated. The ground was also oppressed to a depth of three feet. Some areas were reduced to expanses of molten magma, while others were slashed to contain intersecting trenches.


National Preceptor Abas from the Mongols floated in the void, his gaze a jumbled mess of emotions toward the scholar garbed figure across from him. A thread of blood escaped his lips, entirely losing his composure.


"Unexpectedly, Lord Shaobao's HaoYi has even surpassed that of the previous years! From what I've observed, you're on par with the Wen Zhonglie of Zhao that year."


"Having studied the wisdom of the sages for a decade, how could I not make some progress?"


Chapter 274: Another Debt of Romance_1