Gu Fuyou set up formations around the mountain where Zhong Michu and the others were resting – one for defense and another to create a layer of illusion. Having brought so many slaves from Bailu City, the originally carved out caves weren’t enough for everyone. All the slaves were outside, either standing or sitting cross-legged, cultivating and absorbing spiritual energy….
During their stay in Bailu City, news arrived from the Merchant Association. Wantong City had become lively. Previously, Gu Fuyou had sent a message to Zuo Shaode, informing him that Zuo Hanling went to rescue Zuo Tianlang, not to form an alliance with him. She believed that Zuo Shaode’s spies in Bailu City would have relayed similar information—that Zuo Yuanrong…
The first time Gu Fuyou saw the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon, it was unlike the White Dragon she knew. The Golden Dragon, surrounded by clouds and mist as it soared, was covered in golden scales that shone like pure gold. Its eyes were a deep crimson, resembling red jade, exuding an air of nobility and splendor that was almost blinding. The…
For a long time, Zhong Michu managed to detach herself from the emotions of her dreams. With her eyes closed, and upon reopening them, she was completely calm. “Scholar Zhai, where is she?” Scholar Zhai looked into her scrutinizing eyes, weighing how much Zhong Michu had figured out on her own. Perhaps she had known all along but had fallen…
Gu Fuyou stared at Zuo Qingfeng, his life draining away, his body growing cold, soon to be nothing more than a handful of yellow earth. It struck her how easily life could end, regardless of one’s power or status – death treats everyone the same. A smirk curled her lips, her eyes gleaming with mockery. Taking a life used to…