Category: The Dao Sects

There are twelve months in a year, each consisting of thirty days, and each day comprises one hundred kē (an ancient Chinese unit of time). Thus, a month totals thirty thousand kē, and ten months amou

“This item… something’s not quite right,” Mei Qing said, holding an eight-inch Duan inkstone in both hands and shaking his head slightly. The inkstone was a classic Taishi-style piece, and under th

The sun had already risen, casting golden rays over half of the brick-paved road. A few ancient, gnarled locust trees along the street were beginning to show signs of greenery. On this street, both si

After hearing the words of Mei Qing and Wang Shigu, Ba’er Liu’s vacant eyes regained a bit of vitality. He struggled to move his body slightly toward the three of them, but before he could speak, he w

“The Way of Incense, the Fragrance of Spirits, the Incense that reaches all three realms, spreading through the ten directions…” In the center of the scene, a middle-aged man dressed in a tattered,

When Mei Qing returned to his residence, it was already the latter part of the afternoon. Although today’s affair had been handled simply, it still occupied him for most of the day. As soon as he ent

The clouds after the rain lay exhausted in Mei Qing’s arms, sound asleep. Mei Qing, however, kept his eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep again. This nightmare had haunted Mei Qing frequently for t

In the teahouse, everyone was startled and rushed to the window. They saw a man running down the street—it was Chi Ge, the pancake seller. He was scrambling forward, covered in dust from head to toe,

Only to witness Mo Yu swiftly grabbing the inkstone, ready to dash out of the house! Zhang Liang stepped forward, shouted “Stop!” and reached his hand out to seize Mo Yu. Mei Qing and others stood a

Everyone was startled, their eyes fixed on Mo Yu lying on the ground. Indeed, his gaze was lifeless—clearly dead. Just moments ago, everyone had been focused on Mei Qing, whose expression had changed