The First Immortal Chinese Drama Mga Nobela at Kwento

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

But as Qin Lang read the report again, Qin Yang tapped his forehead. "Ouch! That kid, what did he do? What else is in that report brother?" Qin Yang asked. "Um... It says that Long Chen is your disciple and that his own cultivation realm is very strong. And the report here says that the brat is at the peak of the immortals, it says that the imperial princess Xing made the report. Oh my mother... Now the central continent will definitely heat up because of this. Where did that brat get this kind of luck? Just coming out for a while directly ascended to the immortal peak." Qin Lang almost wanted to curse Long Chen. How could he not? He himself to reach the immortal peak took more than hundreds

The world, the races, the cultures, the kingdoms, the history of each place, the geography, and the science. Their heroes, their laws, their personalities, the food they eat, the martial arts they practice, and everything about every single character. If this reality contains magic, we study everything about it. We study their folklore, their philosophy, their etiquette, and the new and ancient languages. The way to dress, the way to dance, the way to survive alone, and even the way the stars are positioned in the sky. There are exceptions among our race, of course. This is when two Immortals fell in love with each other.

In a world where everyone chased immortality like it was the only answer, she learned something quieter—and way more dangerous. Turns out the only thing worth trying to reach… was the heart she’d left burning in her wake. ............................................................................. On the morning the Wen Clan’s eastern wing burned, Wen Lihua, sixteen, lay trapped under a fallen pine beam. Her mourning robes—bright white, now streaked with ash and blood. She still had her hand out, reaching for her mother’s jade tablet. No one bothered to check if she was breathing.

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.

(Simion POV) Sitting here late in the evening in my office trying to think of my next plan to help my mom. She's been ill for ten years now. Not one doctor can find a reason why for her illness. When she first became ill, we all thought it was just a cold. After a few months it became worse and doctors thought it might be Pneumonia. As more months go by and my mother gets worse. Her coughs become wheezing with other issues, after years of this she begins having heart problems. Doctors don't know what is causing these conditions or how to fix them. They do tell me if I don't find something or someone that can help her that she will not last this year, they are surprise she lived this long. Fo

Izfar "Phew..." Izfar sighed. He closed the world's history book that he's been reading since a few days ago and caned his chin on the windowsill. He crossed his legs. "How romantic..." He was talking about the tale of the child of the night and how they met all their Sol before they died. Some were lucky enough to live their whole life with their Sol, but most of the child of the night never gotten to live with their Sol because even though the Sol became immortal after the oath of faith and loyalty, the Sol still have a shorter lifespan from the child of the night, so they always die earlier than them.

He said slowly and flew quickly to the direction of the palace. Cai Kang sighed before moving as well. "He never changed." He said before he started moving as well. While both were moving at the same speed, Kurai drops down to Cai Kang's level. "By the way, what is a Tian xian?" Cai Kang almost abruptly stopped but didn't and managed to continue moving. "Xian is a word for Kyo in chinese but that word is another way of saying immortal. In our case, we kinda are. All practictioners who use chi live up to at least around 150 years. There are different kinds of immortality. Other than the basic immortality like what I just mentioned, there is the True immortal or Zhen Xian is a term for someone

Life of an immortal is both easy and hard. Easy because you have unlimited resources, you were born in a wealthy family; well almost every immortal is rich. Hard because you rarely see another immortal, you follow certain sets of rules which I have disobeyed since I met someone. You can’t even marry the one you love most – especially if it is a mortal. You cannot mingle with their lives. If they were born a mortal, let them live and die as a mortal. Infusing a pure immortal’s blood, loving an immortal and creating offspring with it are a few that prohibits us to do. Doing those makes a new set of life – the hybrids.

It wasn’t a look of hatred or joy at seeing him recover; it was more like the gaze of a woman falling in love with a man. Tian Sen’s older brother, who saw that his younger brother didn’t understand why so many servants were enchanted, explained that his younger brother had indeed become more handsome than before. In fact, she herself had been captivated the first time she saw Tian Sen come out of his room. His adoptive mother—who used to be Tian Sen’s aunt—had said the same thing; she, too, had been surprised the first time she saw Tian Sen’s body in his room. Of course, she also remembered the foul odor coming from Tian Sen’s room, which made the young man embarrassed to have the servants