Pigeon Chang

A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars.
Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter.
With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques.
A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao.
From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique;
From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique;
From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal;
From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms.
It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!

Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

By now, the winter season had passed by more than half.


Before long, as the weather warmed, the government officials of Taiping County would start making excuses to supervise the springtime hunting ban in every village and stronghold.


Once the hunting ban began, the mountains would be off-limits.


So taking advantage of the period before the ban, villagers who were hunters put all their energy into hunting in the mountains.


As a result, this time the mountain goods piled on Shen Qing's cart were more than double the previous load.


The winter morning sun pierced through the thin mist, slowly illuminating the endless stretch of green mountains.


The snow-clad peaks gradually revealed patches of greenery under the caress of the morning light.


The golden radiance fell on the faces of Shen Qing and the others, making them feel warm and comfortable.


Chapter 43: Wang Mazi, may you meet a bad end!