Silavin
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34.5 M
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119 d, 22 h
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Author: Silavin “How do you expect my Brother to survive if he doesn’t have his cultivation!?” Instead of Yang Ji lashing out, it was Yang Xu. She stared, wide-eyed in disbelief at what Wu Lun was proposing. Wu Lun rolled his eyes, as if he heard the funniest joke in the world. “Do you think I’m not aware of what he can do? With that peculiar Phoenix Bloodline of his, I bet he can even regrow limbs if he needs to. What’s more, don’t think I don’t know you two have…-
13.8 M • Ongoing
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Author: Silavin *Bang!* It took merely the time to brew tea before Yang Ji and Yang Xu heard something break apart. The sphere that was protecting them, had broken off, dissipating into the air like it had never existed, Now, exposed to being wrapped in the palm of a gigantic hand, Yang Ji, Yang Xu and Yang Ling did not feel any discomfort. At the very least, the earlier pressure had completely disappeared, else Yang Ling might not have been able to…
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13.8 M • Ongoing
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Translator: Lizz "Edward! I found the squad you requested!" "Seriously? You're way too competent!" Edward cried back in response to Beffa’s report, overflowing with joy. "Mr. Calogero’s evaluation is gray, but since they're former mercenary group members and currently help out as an informants, I explained that we should take that into account! There are some conditions, but I think it’s not bad!" Beffa answered promptly. Edward furrowed his brow…-
69.6 K • Ongoing
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Translator: Lizz Beffa’s encounter with that informant was the result of his father’s unreasonable demands since childhood. If he failed, his enraged father would subject him to severe punishment. And then he would lament theatrically, 'I cannot face my master. I must die to atone.' At the time, Beffa had truly wished he would die. No, even now he still thought so. That day, the punishment was especially brutal—whipped, beaten, kicked, and…
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69.6 K • Ongoing
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Translator: Kazumi Editor: Silavin Normally, the quickest way to learn what was happening on the opposing side would be to send in his dependents to investigate. However, since Kousuke intended to lose the fourth battle as well, he could not predict what state his dependents would be in afterward. It would be ideal if his summons returned unchanged when he reclaimed the lost floors, but he had no way to be certain. There was the possibility that they might return…-
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Translator: Kazumi Editor: Silavin After the fourth match, they attended to other matters and finished dinner before gathering for a debriefing. Floria wasted no time. "So then? You've figured out the secret of the opponent's moves, right? Is it a sign of a Monster Flood?" "Hmm. You could say so, but also not," Kousuke replied ambiguously. Confusion rippled through the room. "What do you mean?" "To put it simply, I don't think…
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652.1 K • Ongoing
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Translator: Kazumi Editor: Silavin Sylvia and her companions returned almost immediately after the third battle concluded. Mitsuki's magic made instant travel possible, regardless of the distance. Their slight delay had only one possibility, shopping! They had taken the time to purchase materials and small tools difficult to find locally. Some of these items were for Collete's future child. Upon learning of the pregnancy, Collete had Kousuke tell them via divine…
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Translator: Kazumi Editor: Silavin King Pedro breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving Camilo's report. The attack on Amamiya Tower was proceeding more smoothly than anticipated. He had never expected four consecutive victories and an entire floor gained. Naturally, Pedro had gathered extensive information before launching his attack on Amamiya Tower. To begin with, King Pedro had never led a campaign against another country's Tower during his reign.…
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Translator: Tamon Schrödinger was Earth's prodigious scientist. If the literary tough guy Hemingway—lover of fast cars, fine wine, and beautiful women—represented the ideal state of a humanities man, then Erwin Schrödinger, that research-obsessed madman who wrote papers with one arm around a mistress, was the very incarnation of a science man’s dream. The wine and women that would drain an ordinary person’s talent were, for him, elixirs that sparked…-
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Translator: Tamon "Everyone's scores aren't half bad by the looks of it." Su Junyu summed it up after hearing the results. Martial examination's grade took everything into account, not just winning or losing. Even in the case of losing a match with an opponent at the same level, the scoring would sometimes be very narrow. This was an admission trial after all, not a contest, which meant reducing the element of luck was a crucial aspect in assessing the candidates'…
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