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A World Worth Protecting

By the year 3029 CE, Earth's technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it following the collision with the sun and spread across the universe. Many of these shards have landed on various places across Earth. With the arrival of the bronze sword and its shards, a new unlimited energy source has suddenly appeared on Earth. This energy source has since been named Spirit Qi. Spirit Qi is like air, thick in some places and thin in others. As the Federation and other factions gather more shards, they discover more information on cultivation, pill refinement, Spirit Stone refinement, and other techniques. The words on the shards have an ancient feel to them, making it a trend for people to use ancient language. The appearance of Spirit Qi rapidly makes the original energy sources obsolete and has completely changed people's lives. Not only has the Spirit Internet been formed, Spirit Qi has also changed the course of Human Civilization, causing the world to enter a civilization of cultivation. This would later come to be known as the Spirit Inception Era.

Er Gen · Eastern
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Chapter 1066

I was born on the day the clouds fell.

My mother told me that there was a fire under the sky that set the clouds ablaze, plunging the entire world into a sea of fire.

That day, most of my people died, and that was the day I was born.

I didn’t have a name, and in my people, names didn’t seem to have much use, only... how to survive in this cruel world!

I don’t know why, but we, who never kill, always become the prey of others. Humans like to hunt us, Peel off our skin, and make their clothes.

The blood on the skin can be washed away, but can the death Qi on it be washed away..

Cut off our horns, and make them into what they call souvenirs.

But we, who are weak, have no qualification to be souvenirs?

We drank our blood because it seemed to be able to cure some of their diseases.

But the dagger that pierced our hearts, the warm blood that was released, at the same time, it used all of our lives!