Yu Wu

Lu Zhanxing was like a trapped beast in a cage. His emotions were far too agitated, and it took Gu […]

The excruciating pain was like a fissure splitting open the earth, exploding from his chest and spreading throughout his entire

Meanwhile, at the Chonghua Bureau of Spiritual Arts. “Elder Zhou!” “Greetings, Elder Zhou!” Zhou He was a very meticulous man,

As long as there were nations, there would be darkness. And the Bureau of Spiritual Arts of any nation was

Mo Xi stood outside the door. He looked as though he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses

Zhou He watched as Mo Xi left with Gu Mang, and his expression grew increasingly ugly. “Elder, what do you

Princess Mengze wore a pale-gold robe and shawl, her hair arranged in a Drooping Cloud coiffure. She walked in from

Li Wei stood beneath the plaque at the center of the main entrance, his sleeves covering his hands and his

His Majesty raised his eyes and said in a low voice, “…What else could I do?” Though it was a

His Majesty led Mo Xi to the rear hall of Vermilion Bird Palace. There was a pool of Dream-Gathering Water

After returning to his residence, Mo Xi went into seclusion for three consecutive days. People had all sorts of speculations

Mo Xi abruptly lifted his head. In the dim candlelight, Gu Mang’s lashes trembled lightly before he slowly opened his

Gu Mang slowly recovered his health. Because of his special circumstances, neither Junshang nor Mo Xi could give Gu Mang

The following evening, Gu Mang prepared to go to Wangshu Manor to return the thumb ring. To avoid drawing attention,

Murong Lian was lounging on a spring daybed in the small inner courtyard, smoking waterpipe tobacco. A few idle books

The little kitchen at Xihe Manor was open-air, built in a secluded side courtyard. An old banyan tree stood in

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the Dragon Boat Festival was just around the corner. During this period,

“Mr. Murong is moving out of the Yue residence?” Gu Mang was startled. “Then where will he go all by

Gu Mang couldn’t help frowning. He carefully examined the memorial tablet several more times. The characters were neat, the woodwork

The water began to boil with a soft, bubbling rumble, and a pot of hot water was ready. The young