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... be honest, he was not really afraid of Lan Yin Yue. Although Lan Yin Yue was already at True Condensation 8th Level, as Ning Cheng already knew from the mouth of Fang Jiyan. Because the resources and the Spiritual Qi in the Ping Continent were scarce, thus the Cultivation Methods in the Ping Continents have their own limitations and were actually not complete since the time they were created, and even their Spiritual Sense was a lot weaker. In other words, even though Lan Yin Yue was a cultivato ...

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Transcendence Due To A System Error

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I am the only person free from the control of the Status Window.

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Just a word from me, and my status window is gone.

To be more precise, an error occurred when I took over the possession of the body.

“Ah, why didn’t the dragon drop a single artifact?”

Thanks to this, I am gradually distanced from humanity.

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A Guide to Raising Your Natural Enemy

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As long as hamster spirit Shu Shu can survive the lightning tribulation, then his cultivation will be able to turn him into a human. In the end, the lightning tribulation strikes him and he arrives in the… future?

Final Chapter: My Happiness

The Girl Who Bore the Flame Ring

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…