"REJOICE Wei Wuxian is dead!" It haven't even been a day and the news had spread as if it had grown wings and flown all over the map of the cultivation world. That was also the day the youngest female sect leader of the Lang sect in 13 generations had died as well. so far quite a number of rumors had spread. Maybe her unfortunate demise had just been the debt of the unlucky number of 13. Or perhaps it wasn't luck or numbers, maybe it was Wei Wuxian himself. No, no that can't be it hadn't he been the sworn brother of her fiancé? Well, After all he did have the face to be the cause the death of his sworn brother's sister and her husband, so no one could really tell.
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"JiuJiu...where is Āyí (aunt or at least that's how 阿姨 is pronounced) at? Did she visit A-niang (pronounced ah-nee ahng) and a-die?( pronounced ah-dee ah)" Jiang Cheng looked down at his young nephew now barely the age of four giving him a slight frown "Where your Āyí is should not be of your concern as of right now A-lan"
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Lang Ying (birth name Ying surname lang) had just been through the worst experience in her life, couldn't she just die in peace?
An ear splitting rap at the door broke her moment of Greif
"Li-jie please get up, today madam Mo has cultivators visiting today for the recent increasing number of evil spirits in the woods lately so please get the ink, paper, and rooms ready for our guests" a man's voice echoed through the door before leaving
HeyO people not really a chapter but prologue is out! I'll do my best to really commit to this book
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A sect buried upon mortal Finity
RomanceLang Ying wakes up in the body of a scribe named Li Fen. Finding herself rid of most of the memories from her past life she searches to accomplishing two goals
