Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 897 - Another Mortal God?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 756- Trapped
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 776: Astral Winds
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 205 - I'm In A Hurry
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.06 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 073: The Immortal’s Rage
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 161: Bizarre Death
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 929: Sleepy Time
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 413.2: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 249.1: Surrender, I'll Take You to the Orgy Tonight (1)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.2: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 755- Arena
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 896 - Make Them Choose Peace
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754.5- Another way of control part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 775: Reformation (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.05 - Northern District's Haze
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 204 - Raid The Dungeon A Few More Times; I Will Give You A Discount
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 267: Goosebumps
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The darkness of the night grew deeper and deeper.
Some time had passed. In the small pavilion, Xu Muyang was downing cup after cup of wine, a burning sensation in his throat. Rather than using his spiritual energy to digest the alcohol, Xu Muyang immersed his entire body into the intoxication.
Though he was slightly dizzy, he felt inspired, and recited, "Recollecting the young years, the old times roaming the parks, the carriages flowing like water and the horses like vigorous dragons, the flowers and moon in the spring breeze! Out of the dream, returning to the frontier fortress, the western winds worrying up green waves. When will the journey home be?"
(TN: This poem is a fusion of two poems, both of which were written by emperors of the Southern Tang Dynasty. The first section was written by Li Yu, the last emperor of the Southern Tang, while the second section was written by the second emperor of the Southern Tang.)
This poem was something he had thought up on the spur of the moment. He was no famed poet, but he was from a great clan and had read quite a few books. Mixing the lines of his forebears together, first recollecting the past and then musing on the current situation, could create something rather presentable.
But just when he blurted out these words, a loud voice came from outside. "Hand over the Profound Martial Mirror and you will be able to go back home in all respects. Xu Muyang, rather than clinging to precious treasure and sighing leisurely at the moon, it would be better to return what is stolen to one's rightful owner and return to the proper path!"
As this voice spoke, three individuals appeared in the courtyard.
Their leader was a violet-robed elder. He wasn't very tall, but he had a vigorous grandeur about him that made everyone focus on him.
At this time, he had his hands behind his back as he looked at Xu Muyang, his eyes radiating such majesty that they were hard to directly gaze at.
Seeing this, Xu Muyang immediately said, "So it
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