Mao Ni

The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."

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Nightfall

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In the morning, Lu Chenjia woke up from a nightmare and saw Long Qing's face.

That face was so strange and dirty and so close to her that she felt very sad and scared. His eyes, which were no longer clean and bright but covered with dust, especially looked so cold and made her feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm leaving now," she said slowly.

"You don't have to go. I'll go." Prince Long Qing kneeled by her side and cried, "Please, stop coming. I'm a useless man now. My begging in the street is not a kind of cultivation and I don't expect any magical blessing from Haotian. I'm just scared to death and not brave enough to face the people or any matters either. I'm just a rat in dark and I miss the days of being a tiger. I'm living on rotten meat and I just want to be alive."

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