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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 7

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      by — Miasma Locks the Mad Strings, Severing the Cloud Path; The Sword Reflects the Demonic Heart, Illuminating the Bloody Road Black Wind Ridge stood as a barrier between Jiangnan and Mobei, a treacherous place that everyone in the martial world avoided. At this moment, the miasma atop the ridge was as thick as unshakeable ink, churning as it enveloped the entire mountain range. Even the light from the sky above was completely swallowed, leaving nothing but a heavy, dismal darkness. The miasma was not…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 6

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      by — Chapter 6: Shackles Cannot Restrain the Madman, Hidden Peril Deep Within the Clouds Immortal-Locking Cliff on Qihe Peak stood thousands of feet high, shrouded in spiritual mist year-round. Below lay a bottomless sea of clouds. Only a narrow plank path led to the prison cells, the place where the Xuanqing Sword Sect held its most serious criminals. Jin Xianling, his martial arts stripped and his body bound by iron chains, was imprisoned in a stone chamber amidst the cliffs, guarded by disciples in shifts…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 5

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      by — Mad Strings Draw Blood, Cold Peaks Stir the Heart to Return Jin Xianling's staggering figure disappeared into the Gusu night, but his mad laughter lingered like a ghost over the courtyard, refusing to dissipate for a long time. Tang Yuwei, still shaken, gripped her poison needles so hard they nearly pierced her palm. "Master Qing Feng'an, I fear he will not let this go after leaving like this." Qing Feng'an sheathed his sword. The cold light of Light Chaser reflected in his somber eyes, which were no…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 4

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      by — Cold Blade Reflects Madness, Clear Strings Stir Killing Intent Tang Yuwei watched the bleeding wound on Jin Xianling’s arm, her heart filled with growing suspicion. During their spar just now, the reckless, frenzied energy Jin Xianling had displayed was certainly no accident. In particular, the flash of calculation in his eyes when he fell sent a chill down her spine. She wanted to speak up in her own defense, but she saw Jin Xianling gazing at Qing Feng’an with misty eyes. His fragile and helpless…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 3

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      by — Mad Strings Lock the Heart, Cold Blade Reflects Night had deepened by the time Qing Feng'an led Jin Xianling away from Murong Manor. The lights of Gusu City reflected on the river's surface, shattering into a flowing golden glow that failed to dispel the dark glint in Jin Xianling's eyes. He followed closely behind his master, his fingertips stroking a sharp jade hairpin hidden in his sleeve—something he had just picked up from behind the rockery in the Murong Manor gardens. It felt cold against his…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 2

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      by — Cloud Flow Sword Shadows Lock the Crazed Strings Late spring in Gusu City was soaked in moisture. The bluestone paths were polished bright by the morning rain, and willow catkins clung to shoulders with the soft stickiness unique to Jiangnan. Qing Feng'an, dressed in green cloth robes with a primitive scabbard on his back, looked out of place amidst the mundane bustle, his cold detachment making him seem even more like a solitary immortal. He walked slowly along Pingjiang Road, intending to take in the…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 13

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      by — Warning When the morning light pierced through the spiritual mist, the courtyard of Qihe Peak was still soaked in the sticky atmosphere that had not dissipated from the previous night. Qing Feng'an was startled awake by the heavy pressure on his shoulder. When he opened his eyes, he was met with black fabric. Jin Xianling was lying on his side, holding him close, his forehead resting against the hollow of Qing Feng'an's neck. His breath was warm and steady, carrying a lingering sense of satisfaction. The…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 12

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      by — Sword Locks the Clear Night with Mad Obsession, Deeply Rooted Love Accompanies the Lord's Slumber The night was as dark as ink. The spiritual mist of Qihe Peak had lost its daytime clarity, now infused with a sticky tenderness as it drifted into Jin Xianling’s courtyard. The lamps were dimmed to a warm yellow, casting sparse bamboo shadows against the window lattices and throwing mottled fragments of light across the floor. Qing Feng'an was settled on a bed layered with soft mattresses. Although his…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 11

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      by — The Sword Conceals a Crazed Soul to Deceive the Fair Face; Obsession Turns Demonic to Control the Master's Heart Murong Xue and Tang Yuwei stayed at Qihe Peak for three days. During this time, they tried multiple times to discuss the remnants of the Demonic Cult with Qing Feng'an, but Jin Xianling always interrupted them without leaving a trace. He would use the excuse of hitting a wall in his sword practice to ask for Qing Feng'an's guidance, or prepare tea and snacks to serve just as their conversation…
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      Suo Qingjun Chapter 10

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      by — Madness Hidden at the Quiet Cliff, Qing Feng Errs in Mortal Ties On the day the three-year term ended, the spiritual mist on Cangwu Mountain was exceptionally clear, and the secluded orchids on Heart-Quieting Cliff were in full bloom. Jin Xianling wore the disciple robes of the Xuanqing Sword Sect, his posture upright. The youthful greenness had faded from his features, replaced by a sense of steady restraint. Standing at the cliff's edge and looking toward the main peak, his fingers unconsciously rubbed…
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