Beware of Chicken: A Xianxia Cultivation Novel

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The pain continued to lessen, as they worked. They spent all their time together, holding, nurturing, growing. It’ll be a short lesson,” Yun Ren snarked. His brother reached over and punched him in the shoulder, Yun Ren laughing it off.

This book was easily the most joyful book I have read in as long as I can remember, and I honestly consider it to be an absolute masterpiece.

About

So, how did that meeting go last night, anyway?” Yun Ren asked as he tied a rope around the deer’s legs and then hoisted it over a tree branch one-handed to begin to clean and bleed it. Yun Ren sighed. He knew he made strange noises when practicing, to help him better visualize things… but Summer's Sky took entirely too much joy in naming them. “I said you could use what they were actually called.” They worked as one. Toiling, and aiding each other. Growing, and healing together. It consumed so much of the Connected One's attention. For the first time in millenia, the shattered remains of something once greater thought. It was lesser than even the least animal… but it chose. It slumbered, under the blanket of cold. It slumbered in peace for the first time it could remember. The night terrors were kept at bay by the Chunky one, and the Connected One. No grasping hands, and consuming maws bothered its sleep.

Another began to offer his strength. It was base energy, with no healing light. This one knew not why he offered it, only that he was supposed to. Hesitantly, they accepted it. litRPG (which this novel is not, and I have yet to try properly, that's what the KU free trial is for) They’re pretty great, aren’t they?” Yun Ren asked, tapping at the wonderful leather pouch that held the flat pane of crystal Yun Ren cherished. “But they’re pretty pricey too, yanno? And the ones that can record more than just static images are way more expensive.” I’ll be second place with pride, then,” Yun Red declared. He had heard of his predecessor, the Summer’s Sky Thunder. The woman who Nezan, the fox who had given him his sword, had obviously loved and cherished. The plot, while being a fun twist on the genre, was not very interesting to me. There was barely any action, barely any drama, and the characters weren't interesting. Being a comedy and little else, it all came down to the humor.It cringed again, but could not pull away. It shrieked and whimpered, pulling and tugging at the line, and trying to sever this unwelcome hold that led directly to it.