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      Slacker Second Gen C179

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      by MarineTL Chapter 179: Protagonist 17 Wen Xunzhen was in so much pain she couldn’t open her eyes, but even in a half-conscious state, she could still sense the commotion around her. She heard Gongxi Yue and her daughter talking nearby. Then, suddenly, a small, warm hand patted her face, soft and clumsy as it moved across her forehead. Right after, another hand touched her neck—this one cold as ice. The chill seeped into her body, slowly calming the rampant Medicinal Qi that had been wreaking havoc inside…
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      Slacker Second Gen C158

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      by MarineTL Chapter 158: Buddhist Disciple 18 The summer insects chirped, and the mountain temple, surrounded by ancient trees, was peaceful and cool at night. Wuxin, holding the sleeping Qian, walked back to the meditation room with Mingzhen and Mingde. The moon slowly rose from the mountains, casting a pale, frost-like glow. The path they had taken earlier was much brighter now, and even the candlelight was no longer needed. As they walked, Wuxin spoke to Mingzhen, gently answering his questions. The relaxed…
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      Slacker Second Gen C190

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      by MarineTL **Chapter 190: Protagonist 28** The tug-of-war between the Cultivation World and the Demon Realm had dragged on for quite some time. During this period, several minor conflicts flared up, mostly due to disciples from the Cultivation World who had been trapped in the Demon Realm. But in the end, just as Gongxi Yue had predicted, things played out as expected. The two sides agreed to settle their grievances through the Immortal-Demon Convention. Originally scheduled to take place ten years later, the…
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      Slacker Second Gen C169

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      by MarineTL Chapter 169 Protagonist 7 The warm breeze blew gently. Qian lay sprawled out on the couch in Qionghua Garden of Zhaoming Palace, basking in the sun and sleeping. Sometimes she lay on her side, sometimes she sprawled on her stomach. The weather was simply too perfect for sleeping. The child slept with her fingers and toes all splayed out, and her restless sleeping posture pushed the toys on the couch down to the floor, scattering them everywhere. The wooden couch, crafted by the Venerable Master of…
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