Category: The Brave Swordsman in the Snow

Xu Fengnian slowly exhaled a turbid breath, releasing the pent-up frustration he had long harbored.
He bore resentment toward that old scholar who had

Inside and outside the grand hall dedicated to the True Martial Emperor, the incense burned thick and fervent.
An elderly Daoist with a solemn express

The group of four traversed the golden persimmon grove of Little Lotus Peak, arriving near the turtle-borne stele at the summit. Commissioned by the early Da

In the deep of night, the young feudal lord, who had just been kicked off his small wooden bed, moved a bamboo chair to sit under the eaves. He didn’t treat

“Is it not a joy to have friends coming from afar?”
Xu Fengnian was anything but joyful at this moment—in fact, he was suppressing a rising fury.<

This earth-shaking, heaven-startling battle between immortals was truly no small commotion. Nearly everyone on Wudang Mountain, except perhaps the wife of a

Dust rose in swirling clouds.
The head of the True Martial Avatar exploded, yet its headless body remained leaning forward.
The sage’s clay sta

The Heavenly Gate swings wide open!
Faintly, celestial maidens scatter flowers; indistinctly, ethereal chants linger in the air. The immortal bells an

When Deng Tai’a arrived on his flying sword, he saw the young prince sitting alone atop the shattered stone steps, a blade resting across his knees.
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On the sacred stone steps, the figures of pilgrims gradually appeared. Xu Fengnian quietly made his way to the Elephant Washing Pool, removed his outer robe,