S Guide’s Ancient Survival Manual

【Fulong Camp — Dark Guard Training Ground】 The morning sunlight had just pierced through the tall trees of the training […]

[Meixiang Tower] The setting sun was like an orange lantern slowed down by someone pressing a slow-motion key, slowly climbing

【Inner Study of the Cheng Tian Hall】 The morning mist had not yet fully dispersed. Sandalwood incense curled through the

【Morning Court at Jiying Hall】 Eunuch Wei carefully supported the emperor, whose complexion was waxy yellow, as he swayed step

【Inner Cabinet Study of the Chengtian Hall】 Today’s sunlight was dazzlingly bright. The wind of early winter carried a warm

“Chang Geng… Chang Geng… Wake up! You’ve been unconscious for two days! Stop sleeping already!” Li Xuan’s eyelids felt as

In Fulong Camp, there were roughly four factions: One faction was me (Li Xuan), Shen Qingci, A Man, Yan Chiyu,

In the past few days, Li Xuan’s mind had been like it was stuffed into a buzzing swarm of bees—restless

The first light of dawn was faintly visible, and a soft scent of grass and wood drifted through the dorm

I took four straight days off. Honestly, with this transmigration-enhanced body of mine, I’d recovered seventy to eighty percent after

The first rays of dawn pierced through the window, spilling across the purple sandalwood desk inside the study of Fulong

Zhao Chengyuan removed his cloak, revealing a dark fitted combat outfit tightly wrapped around his lean, powerful muscles. The hard

The two set out toward the Fulong Camp in the southeast of the Lingqu River. —— This branch of the

The next morning, the morning light of the Chu Estate passed through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows on

The night was like ink, splashed across the streets and alleys of Lingqu County. There were no horns of modern

The entrance of “Meixiang Tower” was already packed shoulder to shoulder. The clamor of vendors, the sound of silk and

By the time Li Xuan followed the winding mountain path down White Mist Mountain, more than ten days had already

Year 1250 of the Heaven Rift Era. The night rain was as dark as ink, soaking the glass curtain walls

The continuous drizzle lingered on and on, drenching the steel-and-concrete city into a cold, damp chill. The dense forest of