☯ ISSTH Chapter 491 ☯

Somewhat odd request here. I have a really cool idea for an ISSTH fan fiction that I want to write to go along with the current migration arc. Unfortunately, I don’t have the time and energy right now. Is there anyone out there who would like to co-write it with me? Basically, I would provide you with a fairly detailed outline that you would flesh out into a full story. Then we would edit the final work together and put it onto the Wuxiaworld forums under fan fiction. If you’re interested in collaborating, please send a message to issth-deathblade (at) yahoo.com. Please include info about your experience in writing stories!

Update: Please stay tuned for a cool story coming soon…

And now, please enjoy:

Chapter 491
Translator: Deathblade
Contributors: Madam Deathblade, anonpuffs
Proofreader: Lingson
Memes: Deathblade
Meme Archives: joeljbright

This is guaranteed chapter 7/7 for this week, the last guaranteed chapter! IMPORTANT NOTE: I had three choices. 1) Make a horrifically evil spoiler cliffhanger in the sneak peak by heavy use of “text redacted.” 2) Have no sneak peak. 3) Have an extra long sneak peak. I picked #3. Therefore, I’m officially ruling it as “NON-SPOILER,” and encouraging you to discuss in in the chapter comments.

15 thoughts on “☯ ISSTH Chapter 491 ☯” - NO SPOILERS

  1. Thanks for the chapter and good luck with the fan fiction!

    I’m somewhat good at writing but I’m extremely lazy and have a full schedule, so I can’t help either, but I’ll totally read the final product 😀

  2. wohohoho! Cool! I want it too :DDD

    But i don’t have much time to spare.. only reading. But i really wanna too write though i’m not really that good it’s one of my goal someday. With that your’s Patriarch DB, i’ll sure read the end product ^_^

    Thanks for the chapter! :DDDD

  3. The dot at the and of your mail is probably not needed? xD Well, if you are fine with someone like me, I will be applying ^.^ Well, now to write that message ~~

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