Cultivation is Creation - Chapter 37: Way Station

Chang’an, Jan. 14th of lunar month, Tianbao Year 3 (744AD), Tang Dynasty.

For residents of Imperial City, what awaits them when the city enjoys its dazzling brilliance and joy of the Lantern Festival is an unexpected catastrophe that’ll destroy all. Tujue (a nationality in the north of ancient China), Wolfpack, kidnapping, assassination, rampant flames that scorch all…start the gear for the doom of and the Longest Day in Chang’an.

And the only hope lies in a one-eyed convict sentenced to death and the fleeting Twelve Hours…Will Chang’an, the city of prosperity, survive the longest day ever or will it burn…

An ordinary academy boy, Baiyunlou, had to meet the opportunity to embark on the road of self-cultivation.

It is Baiyunlou’s lifelong wish to sit in the small building and watch the clouds and clouds, and wander around the world to taste the red dust and fireworks.

However, the catastrophe is approaching, and the only way to rise up is to draw out the sword, for the thought in the heart, for all living beings in this world, to cut out a life.

A young man by nature, never forgetting his original aspiration, and comprehending the Dao in the mortal world.

Step by step to the top of the fairy road, to explore the truth of the heavens and the world…

“Fellow daoists, come to the small building to drink a cup of tea while you are free in the world of mortals~”

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As a fiery young shrew, Xu Weilai was confident that no one would be able to resist her charms. However, time and again, she was thwarted by Gu Yu.

The nemesis that Ji Ran had been unable to stand for many years has finally gone bankrupt.

All his scoundrel friends asked him, what now?

Ji Ran laughed coldly, you still have to f*cking ask him?

Of course, it’s to use this opportunity to torment, humiliate, and trample upon him.

Therefore, Ji Ran waved an arm and threw a card towards his nemesis in mad glee, saying that he’d ‘sponsor’ him.

However, the next day, he sat up in bed with a dumbfounded expression. Feeling a sore ache in his body, he recalled the bitterness of last night, as well as their ‘fight’ and the tears he’d wept…

f*ck your mom.

Motherf*cker.

Qin Man, you dog, I’ll kill you!

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