The Rising Clouds of Baijiabao

Name: The Rising Clouds of Baijiabao
Author: My Words Are Cautious

by My Words Are Cautious

ongoing Martial Arts Wuxia Fantasy Male Lead

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About This Novel

A gentleman who is strong in the sky is constantly striving for self-improvement, and a gentleman who is kun in the land is carrying things with great virtue. Descendants of the God of Sin? So what? Relying on the ground and ascending to the sky, the handsome man in white clothes of the past is now sitting high on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The bones and solidified blood are the throne of the young man. He has put down the moral principles of poetry and books in his heart. The aura of killing has squeezed out all his awe-inspiring righteousness, ethereal Taoism and the quiet meaning of Sanskrit sounds. Twenty years of education from Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism never seemed to change his nature. The young man suddenly thought of something, and casually inserted the killing blade in his hand on the head of a broken corpse. The gentle breeze blew away the hair that covered the young man's face. He wiped the almost stagnant blood on his hakama with force, took out a piece of dry pancake from his arms and ate it. The oil biscuits were astringent and cold, but he just bit them silently. His companions looked at this wolf-like boy with tears in their eyes, but they quickly shook their heads in their hearts, he did not have feelings. At that time, two words silently echoed in the young man's heart, "How wonderful." It's just that the young man's eyes were always cold and really cold.