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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It was in the dawn. There was a sound in the Winter Forest. A flying sword went past the snowy lake and flew fast among the trees. It was searching for the place where the sound of the cicadas came from.

After a while, Ye Su went into the forest. He waved his right hand and the flying sword flew back to him and returned to his hand. He put it back to the sheath on his back.

The cicadas stopped chirping and that person also disappeared. Only the mute monk and the dead body of the Minister of Offerings of Qinghe County were still in the forest.

Ye Su looked to the east and saw the sunrays in the mist, which were as transparent as the wings of the cicadas. He raised his eyebrows and looked very serious.

Eldest Brother slowly went into the forest. He stood next to Ye Su and also looked in the same direction expressionlessly.

The Same World, the Different Thoughts