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Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…

Dreaming Through Many Cold Autumns · Eastern
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137. Heaven originally did not exist; it is endowed by humans.

The one handling the black pieces was Ning Shuqi. The black pieces moved first, but they were still relentlessly pursued by the white pieces, causing Ning Shuqi's forehead to be covered in cold sweat. However, this hidden battle of wits within the game of slaughter was abruptly interrupted by the appearance of Heaven's Will.

"Heaven's Will?" Ning Shuqi exclaimed in shock.

For it was his first time perceiving Heaven's Will so clearly, and it resonated with him from afar.

"Someone is welcoming Heaven's Will, seeking to prove themselves," explained the person sitting opposite Ning Shuqi, who was holding the white pieces, his tone light. He was known as Jun Zimo, hailed by Western Tuo Mountain as the Present-Day Buddha's Son and esteemed by the Upper Pure Sanctuary as having an Innate Taoist Body before Ning Shuqi's arrival.

After Ning Shuqi's arrival, the past accolades of this man had all gained an additional suffix, "one of".