When An Fei’s bleary eyes finally opened to expose themselves to the world, she found herself not rousing within the safe confines of the Sanctum, but instead was facing an unfamiliar ceiling of stitched wooden planks. As she attempted to move her limbs, the young girl heard the subtle rustling of cloth brush against her ear. “What…” What happened to …

“Urgh!” The hoarse voice grunted with a maddened pain as the hooded man backpedaled from the impact, his countenance behind the protection of the cloak’s hood warping with a rush of emotions. Shame, self-resentment, and regret raced through his heart, but a clear and underlying shock triumphed before all. “How… you were capable of unleashing such a powerful blow despite …

The night sky of Dong Lin City faded into an abrupt silence, the world detaching itself from reality. The treading passerby of the streets continued their nightly movements, but none of the sounds filtered into An Fei’s hearing. The young girl stared into the distance of the alleyway – above a stone courtyard, towards in which a faint shadow lay. …

“So, it wasn’t just the Du Clan; several other figures had simultaneously ordered for the assassination, and the mission was heralded by the commission of an unnamed ‘Young Master’?” An Fei mused as she read the letter atop the clay tiled roof of a residential building, immersing herself into the quiet yet buzzing nightlife atmosphere of Dong Lin City. The …

An Fei pushed the curtains to the side, allowing the soothing rays of sunlight to storm into the darkened bedchamber. The young girl frowned as she gazed outside with a scrutinizing gaze, returning to the dim comforts of the room only when she had approximated the passage of time for the day. “Sometime in the afternoon… perhaps around five hours …

Whoosh! The five men swathed in shadows felt a cold satisfaction rushed through their heart at the sound of sharpened metal shearing through the delicate veil of air, as well as a brief sympathy for the poor young girl fated to receive her deathday. Taking preparations to collect the head that had fallen onto the ground, the five men lowered …

“There’s really nothing wrong with that little lass’ body?” Shen Haoren blinked as he interrogated the doctor after having finished his examination, unwilling to believe the latter’s casual analysis. The middle-aged man restrained himself from leaping forwards and shaking the poor physician to his bones, albeit the chill in his glare lowered by at least a few degrees centigrade. The …

Why did she refuse the offer to study the path of cultivation under his tutelage? Damn, your disciple just wanted to kill me, and you want me to acknowledge him as a Senior Brother? The young girl deeply wished to curse, but could only pat at her intestines with a consoling sigh. “My father forbade upholding the path of cultivation.” …

“<Cloudmist Steps>? <Purple Jade Bell>!?” “Senior Brother Du was forced to that extent!?” The youths simultaneously erupted into an uproar, their countenances a mixture between disbelief and awe. They eagerly awaited the result of Du Yongkang and An Fei’s next exchange of techniques, all lighthearted banter abandoned in their earnest. Even the old shopkeeper placed down his tea to observe, …

The shopkeeper’s words prompted the greatest wave of murmurs that reverberated throughout the interior of the restaurant, the many youths locked into discussion. The male students wished to create a favorable impression of themselves to their newest Junior Sister who had fallen victim to the sneaky process of indoctrination imposed by their Teacher, as well as flatter Shen Ming Yue. …