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Two as One Princesses Chapter 40

Hiya~! Saturday~ Saturday~ Time to update since it’s Saturday~! Yay~!
Last time on AinCiel: The bois are back! And then gone again, off to the mines for their sins against our princesses and the town as a whole. How petty can one be to endanger a whole town to get back on a child? Alejo-Brass petty it seems. And now, as the witch hunt was ended on an awkward note for the tricked townspeople:
What happens next? What awaits our princesses and the lady sorcerer with her? Will our princesses have that precious, precious C-rank? And… will it be another guild chapter in a long while?
Find out in the chapter!
Change of topic, I’ll be a bit busier from this month onward as I’m going to have to go to school starting a few weeks from now. I’ll try as much as possible to keep the pace since this is exactly one of the reasons I chose to do only once a week updates in the first place (another is because I still need to git gud).
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Song of Adolescence Chapter 60

So I messed up the chapter posting again, lol. I’m not sure if I released this before but Novelupdates says the last chapter was 59. Either way, I made some substantial changes.This novel is definitely not in the same genre as Devil’s Evolution Catalogue but Silva was kind enough to let me post it anyway. Hope you give it a try and more Devil chapters will be released next week, perhaps Sunday if I find time.

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Chapter 60: A Man of Alcohol, A Man of Insight

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Author: Zhou Nan Wood Original Source: 8kana
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

Xiao Se with his flute playing, Xie Yuan strumming his qin, Ye Ruoyi dancing her dance, and finally Lei Wujie performing with his swords. Standing by the side, Tang Lian couldn’t help but feel a little left out in the cold all of a sudden. However, even that sensation wasn’t enough to douse his burning blood and blazing spirits. With a graceful tap of his feet, he launched himself onto the rooftop, black robes fluttering in the wind as he descended downwards, right into a song.

I wish to ride the winds northwards, where the snow falls like a blanket over the earth.
I wish to ride a boat eastwards, where the fairies stand bewitchingly amongst the wind.
I wish to travel a million miles stepping on the clouds, what can the temples and dragons say to that?
The crests of Kunlun bathe in light, even amongst green mountains does an end exist.
Over ten thousand miles does a swallow fly home, yet return I will not till I see world’s end!

That was the same song that Wuxin once sang in Khotan. He only sang once before them but Tang Lian committed it to heart nonetheless, all because the majesty of ‘world’s end’ struck a chord within him. Right this very instant, that same overwhelming feeling made him break into song. Ever the stoic one, such a brazen act was far removed from his normal conduct. Yet it was such a Tang Lian that the audience couldn’t help but exclaim to themselves, now that’s the disciple of Baili Dongjun! Because Baili Dongjun was an immortal of spirits (alcohol), and was ever the brazen and dashing man during his youth.

Soon, the song ended.

Xiao Se lowered his flute, the Confucian Sword Immortal lifted his hands off the qin,Ye Ruoyi kept her sleeves, while Lei Wujie swung his sword with a final heavy slash. Blasted upwards by the sheer force, the surrounding flower petals soared high into the air, raining down a mere moment later in a vibrant display of beauty.
The moment the flowery rain ended, Lei Wujie lifted his head. His gaze fell upon Ye Ruoyi, eyes immediately darting to the side in a moment of youthful embarrassment. After hesitating for a second, he quietly said, “What a coincidence, we meet again.”

If there ever was a ranking board for the lousiest pick up lines in the martial world, that ‘coincidence’ just now would definitely make it in the top few.

Xiao Se stowed his flute and quietly walked to the side. Tang Lian jumped off his roof, then murmured to Xiao Se, “Even though I’m not too sure what’s the story behind those two, but wasn’t that line… just horrible?”

Xiao Se curled his lips to the side, “It’s bad enough to send chills down a person’s spine.”

Ye Ruoyi, however, merely smoothed out her hair and smiled, “That’s right, we meet again.”

Awkward…

Though his performance of Benefaction from a Sword Immortal created an impressive start for himself, that single line ruined it all, even his sword dance.

“There are those in the world whose beauty is unforgettable. A single day without them, leaves one mad in longing.”

Quick to the rescue, Xie Xuan lightly strummed his qin as he recited that verse, in the process, lightening the awkward atmosphere. He then stood up, peered into the distance, and suddenly said, “Seems like an old acquaintance is near.”

“And you’re still here?” From his cubicle above, Sikong Changfeng asked that of Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan turned around, leapt back into that same cubicle, picked up a bookshelf he kept nearby, then leapt back down onto the hall.

“Today, I’ve seen for myself the young disciples of Snow Moon City. I now know that the title of “The Number One Martial City” wasn’t given in vain -neither was this trip a wasted one. I will take my leave now, but since I have nothing to offer, these few books will have to do.” With a wave of his hand, a relatively ancient book flew out of that bookshelf and landed in Ye Ruoyi’s hand.

Her eyes went wide. “This is…”

“Though the Ruoyi Sword Dance is an excellent dance, the killing intent within it is too strong. Your body is that of a female’s, and sickly as well, such energies aren’t beneficial for your body, so you mustn’t perform it often. The dance I’ve just handed you is named the Startling Swan. So named because one who performs it momentarily takes on the beauty of swan taking to the skies -elegant, gentle and without any killing intent. This dance will aid you in your development.” Xie Xuan smiled as he said that.

Ye Ruoyi lightly nodded, “You have my thanks, sir.”

Xie Xuan then handed out another book, this one nameless, to Xiao Se. Suddenly, he asked, “Young man, have we met before?”

Never one for respect, not even towards the Sikong Changfeng, Xiao Se was markedly different this time. He nodded his head in respect, though his words were still short and direct. “Jixia Academy.”

“No wonder.” Xie Xuan wasn’t all that shocked by what he heard. “Then this book is given correctly. This book has no name, because it was written by me and I haven’t thought of a name for it. If something comes to mind after you read it, you may fill it in yourself.”

A nameless book from the Confucian sage Xie Xuan? The moment those present realised that, their hearts couldn’t help but stir. Everyone knew how learned the Xie Xuan was -his knowledge was already on par with the sages of the past. However, the books he wrote never bore a name. When asked about that, he once answered, should a person have some inspiration after reading my book, then that means that book is no longer mine. Because that inspiration belonged to that person alone, he chose not to name the book, leaving that to the person instead. However, only a scant few were ever worthy of being given a nameless book by him.

Xie Xuan turned around to face Tang Lian. “I often hear your teacher complaining that he accepted a stick-in-the-mud disciple. But what I saw of you just now, that was the same demeanor your teacher had when he was young. I’ll give you this book, your teacher loved it when he was young.”

Tang Lian was taken aback for a second, but quickly accepted the ancient book, only to find these two words written on it: Wine Scriptures. Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he asked, “My teacher already liked this when he was young?”

“Your teacher calls himself the Drunken Immortal. Even when he was young, he viewed wine as his life. Even when I was twelve, he was already like that. Back then, he told me that the wines of the world no longer held any taste for him. Thus, he asked for that same book from me. The recipes recorded inside are no ordinary wines. A man of thirty drinks, his fingers filled with prodigious insight, like the thundering of a spring bolt. Do not waste it.”

“Your junior will commit your teaching to heart.” Tang Lian hurriedly cupped his fists.

“Ever the stick in the mud…” It was now Lei Wujie’s turn to be given a book. His was a small book with an exquisite cover on it.

Upon receiving it, he looked at it and came out confused, “Esteemed senior, what is this?”

Xiao Se glanced at the book as well before asking in a thoughtful voice, “The Coming Winter?”

“Night is falling and winter comes, where may I find a cup of wine. This was the work of a talented female author in Jiangnan, Xie Feixuan. It’s a moving tale, one that will bring tears to the eyes of even the Empress. This book is for you, learn from the male lead in that book. The next time we meet, don’t use that awkward line again.” Xie Xuan chuckled at that point.

Lei Wujie’s face immediately burned a bright red. Ye Ruoyi, on the other hand, was more unconcerned, still smiling lightly as always.

“Alright, it’s time for me to leave.” Xie Xuan suddenly turned around.

“I just came and you’re already trying to leave? Are you that afraid of me?” A voice suddenly echoed from the distance.

Xie Xuan quickened his pace while muttering, “To meet is no better than not. To not meet is like meeting at times. Though our eyes may not meet, our hearts have.”

“Bloody bookworm.” That voice coldly cursed.

“Bit…” By now, Xie Xuan’s figure was beginning to disappear into the distance so that last word was never spoken fully.

Lei Wujie was in a panicked state right now. He first thought was to turn around and run, but as he did so, a sword suddenly cut off his escape route. That voice had already arrived. White robes and veiled, it was his teacher, the one and only Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi.

“Teacher.” Lei Wujie lowered his head and bowed, his posture that of someone who had clearly done something wrong.

Li Hanyi coldly eyed him. “Just now when I was in the mountains, I felt a wave of sword qi.”

“That sword of yours, it wasn’t half bad.” Li Hanyi gently said.

“You’re praising me?!” Lei Wujie’s eyes went wide with disbelief.

“But… Who gave you permission to leave the mountain!” Li Hanyi picked up his sword and immediately sent the gaping Lei Wujie flying away.


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Chapter 337: Soul Ring

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

I had to admit, when an old hag like Ferti’nier wanted to be shameless, she really was invincible. More importantly, I actually didn’t have a way to deal with her. She knew that too; that was why she was always so flippant with me.

In order to preserve a soul, asking a high level Devil who had traded in souls would be the first choice. If that wasn’t possible, the next option would be to deal with the only occupation that transacted in souls… the Necromancer!

Speaking of Necromancers, I myself was half a Necromancer, and then there was Mo Na…

“Baby, Daddy has something to ask you, do you know how to create a Soul Phylactery?” The moment it occurred to me that my precious little daughter might actually know the method, my face lit up with expectation. “Daddy over here wants to bring back these souls, but he doesn’t have a container for them…does Mo Na know how to make a phylactery?”

“Mo Na does know how to make a Soul Phylactery, Mama. But… doesn’t Mama always gobble up all the souls in one go anyway?” Mo Na nodded her head, confirming my suspicion, before throwing me a puzzled look. “It’s not like Mama will get full no matter how much she eats, so why make one?”

“…”’

‘This isn’t a problem of whether or not I have a huge appetite, it’s just I have a black hole living in my body!’

‘Bah, pointless jibes aside, what’s urgent now is that Mo Na creates a Soul Phylactery. Without one, these souls can’t be transported back.’

“If Mama wants a Soul Phylactery, just use this.” Just as I was about to ask my precious little baby about the materials she needed to create a Soul Phylactery, she pulled out a ring adorned with a blackish-green gemstone. She handed the ring over, completely ignoring the wide-eyed look I had on right now. With a tinge of pride in her precious cheeks, she gave me that “praise me now” look. “So Mama does need Mo Na some of the times!”

“So no materials then?” My face was about to fall apart as I fingered the blackish-green gemstone ring.

“Oh Mama, isn’t it obvious? Mo Na already had a Soul Phylactery since a long time ago.” My baby girl pulled a face at me before cheekily continuing, “Mo Na is a Necromancer after all, why would she not have a Soul Phylactery to store souls?”

“…”

That was right, unlike a half-baked potato like me, she was the rightful necromantic successor to the Grimoire of the Dead. To a Necromancer, souls were an important reagent for their spells, and also an important experimentation subject. There were plenty of spells that required souls to cast, like the most recent one I learnt from Mo Na, the Vengeful Soul…

“That’s a Soul Ring Mo Na specially prepared for Mama, don’t lose it, okay Mama?”

“Yes yes yes. Daddy will treasure it.” I finished with a sigh.

Yet just as I was about to wear the ring on my middle finger, Mo Na acted first by slipping it onto my left ring finger at lightning speed.

“Baby, is there any reason why Daddy can’t wear the ring on his middle finger?” I asked, puzzled by my daughter’s strange actions.

“That’s because Daddy once told Mo Na during storytime that there’s a blood vessel extending from the ring finger that links to the heart.”

‘Did I say that?’ I was a little taken aback by that revelation. There were countless stories I told her so I couldn’t confirm if I had ever told her such a story. Plus, I was very responsible when I told her stories; all blood vessels led back to the heart at the end of the day, no matter which finger.

‘Hold on, all that talk about blood vessels aside, the key is why did she slip the ring onto my left ring finger?’

“Even if Daddy did mention that in the past, Daddy never said that a ring had to be on the ring finger right?”

“Mhm, Daddy never said that. But Mo Na just wanted to put it on Daddy’s left ring finger.”

‘Was this some kind of riddle?’ I thought to myself.

“But what’s the main reason?”

“The main reason is…” She dragged that last syllable. Having made sure my entire focus was now on her, she happily said, “The main reason is that this ring is Mo Na’s engagement ring for Daddy!”

‘Oh…an engagement ring…that does have to be worn on the left ring finger then…hold up…why does she have to put on an engagement ring for me?!’

“Since Daddy is wearing Mo Na’s engagement ring, Daddy is now Mo Na’s!”

‘Hmm being a bleep father does sound rather exciting…but…’

Thwack

I unceremoniously knocked her cute little noggin, causing her to reflexively cover her head with both arms while she crouched on the floor and gave me a rueful look.

“What was that for, Mama?”

“When children speak out of line, they need to be punished.” I glared at her fiercely and silently. I then turned around and began sucking up the souls with the Soul Ring. Even though I wanted to change the position of the ring, after giving it some thought, I decided against it. It was just a tool after all, no point being so serious about it.

Just like how I was busy sucking up souls, a certain dastardly female Devil was busy filling my head with her laughter. “An engagement ring of all things…hahahahaha, how much funnier can this get…hahahaha…”

‘Go on, laugh. Keep laughing, take care that you don’t choke on your laughter!’

Other than cursing, I actually had no other way to get back at Ferti’nier. It was precisely because I was so helpless that this blasted Devil queen kept acting more and more lawlessly. Her dominance was my submission…thankfully she couldn’t take over my body, else I would really flip my bleep.

Having been with her for a while, ignoring Ferti’nier was now a daily routine. “You lot, are you all hungry?” I turned around to face the four Imps who were all huddled up till this very moment due to their sheer fear. “If you are, these ant corpses are yours.”

“…”

The four Large Imps were stunned for a moment but quickly recovered, scurrying off in an instant, not forgetting to express their hasty thanks. Perhaps they were truly hungry or perhaps not, either way, they ravenously tore into the ants… a horrific scene which I won’t go into details… just disgusting…

“Woof woof~~”

Cinderel seemed a little tempted by the ant corpses as well. Her little Hellhound paws ever so slowly inched towards the four feasting Large Imps… was this her trying to sneak a bite?

‘Well, that won’t do. She can’t just go gobbling up some random trash.’ I hurriedly scooped her up into my arms, not forgetting to give her a friendly fur ruffling on the head. “You need to be careful about what you eat, if it’s not clean, it might just give you an upset tummy.”

Hearing that, Cinderel whimpered, stuck out her little tongue and licked my palm gently.

“Alright, alright. I know you’re hungry. I’ll split some of the souls we harvested with you.”

Those words were the exact words she was waiting for it seemed, based on her happy yelping.

As for those four Large Imps busy feasting on trash…well…

Now that the Black Blood Ants were dealt with, we continued westward for about a day before we came upon another ant nest. This time, the Black Blood Queen Ant greeted us in a decidedly different manner. Upon recognising my Fallen Angel form, she immediately surrendered to us, using the humblest possible posture a queen ant muster to wiggle her way towards me and swear fealty.

It was then that I understood something: there were two major factions within the Black Blood Ants. One that was still loyal to the Fallen Angels, and another that refused to be enslaved once more.

For the most part, both factions weren’t at war with each other since the entire Sable Radiance had been sealed up for over eighty thousand years; there was no actual ruler to be loyal to or be enslaved by. In that case, there was no reason to fight either.

It was precisely this reason that led to the peace enjoyed by the Black Blood Ants, each nest basically having their own territory full of resources and free from strife. In fact, it could be said that for eighty thousand years, the idea of two factions wasn’t even a thing. And that was where I came in -the problematic factor.

My appearance was destined to stir up waves in the Demonic Kingdom of Sable Radiance, that much was certain. Yet, what I never expected was that the first wave would come crashing down upon the Black Blood Ants.

Upon ascertaining the fact that there were two factions amongst the Black Blood Ants, a rather amusing idea occurred to me. I could just recruit the surrounding nests which were friendly to me and have them attack the other faction. That would allow me to bring their entire race into my fold in the shortest possible time.

It wasn’t a complicated plan, but what was truly problematic was that I lacked the manpower to enact said plan.

‘Well, I could just let Mother Black Ant take charge, if worst comes to worst. She seems to be able to communicate with her nest even at a distance too.’

Mother Black Ant’s loyalty to me was unquestionable, plus it would be better if the matters of the Black Blood Ants were settled by one of their members.

Just like that, I proceeded to recruit another two more queen ants. Including Mother Black Ant, I now had four queen ants working together. In other words, they had an ant army that could essentially sweep through the four corners of the lands.

Now that the first steps of my anty conquest were complete, I finally had the time to bring Mo Na, Cinderel, my golems, and those four scaredy cat Imps back to our base.

That’s right, it was now time to return to the Palace of Sable Radiance…


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My Loli Brother Chapter 9

Another new chapter of My Loli Dude, yay! We’re finally seeing the conclusion(?) of that huge explosion! But wait, there’s more… why does their title look so suspicious? Why did the assassin target them? How did the explosion happen… we know next to nothing… Will the author please tell us the reason~?

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