Ancient Xi

A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it!
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In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame.
Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity.
In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory.
In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations.
In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever.
Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage,
there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither.
Years later—
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When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces!
Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path.
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【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】

Follow the path of Dao from infancy

"I follow the surname of the first-generation Palace Master; my surname is Song," the Water Qilin said with a smile. "My name is Song Qiumo."


Song Qiumo... Li Hao nodded slightly and said, "Senior Qiumo, next time I have some free time, I'll come to visit you again. How should I call out to you then?"


"You just need to gently touch the water, and I'll sense it," Song Qiumo said with a smile.


Li Hao remembered this and nodded, "Senior, until next time."


Song Qiumo waved lightly, turned, and floated away, returning to Emerald Pond with more than ten paintings.


She enveloped the paper with her power, covering them like a thin film, so the pond water couldn't touch them.


"This dive... should probably score a perfect ten," Li Hao whispered to himself in admiration after seeing the other party enter the Cold Pond without causing a single splash.


He didn't immediately put away his easel. Instead, he continued to paint the Cold Pond and the cliffside.


Chapter 79: Poetry Contest with the Prince_2