Mao Ni

To pick is to choose. This is a story about choices. Three thousand worlds full of gods and demons, with a daoist scroll in your hand, you are able to control the entire universe…

At the beginning of time, a mystical meteor came crashing down from outer space and scattered all over the world. A piece of it landed in the Eastern Continent, with mysterious totems carved upon it. Through the observation of these totems, humankind comprehended the Dao and established the Orthodoxy.

Several thousand years later, the fourteen years old orphan Chen Changsheng left his master to cure his illness and change his fate. He brought a piece of marriage vow with him to the capital, thus began the journey of a rising hero.

Way of Choices

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After Wang Po and the Demon Commander's clash of blades, the first to move was not the Prince of Xiang leaping out of the sun, nor was it Black Robe hidden behind all her schemes. It was Divine General He Ming.


He rubbed his tired face and walked to the gate of the camp, looking into the distance.


The wolf cavalry had stopped their assault. Like several streams of black water, they retreated into the dark path at the base of Mount Nuorilang.


The Demon Commander left in defeat, the Prince of Xiang followed, and the Mount Li Sect Master chased after him.


Huai Ren was sitting on the ground, treating her injuries. Mao Qiuyu was blocking the Third and Eighth Demon Generals. Wang Po was still standing at his original position, not moving a muscle.


The duke from Xuelao City landed on the plains, sending dirt flying into the air. He could barely stand, and his body was covered all over in wounds. He seemed to be on the verge of death.


"You are the human commander-in-chief?"


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