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Become a Saint through Studying! Exposed by my little junior sister!

In the mystical fantasy world, Chen Chang'an was confined to the forbidden library as soon as he arrived, The sky literally started falling from the very beginning. Fortunately, at that very moment, his system awakened, All he needed to do was to read scriptures, and he would keep getting stronger. Thus, with the library filled with various books, a smile appeared on Chen Chang'an's face. ........ [Ding! You've read Daoist Scriptures and gained a level in 'Heaven Opening Law', currently Level 6.] [Ding! You've read the Secret Manuscript of Ten Thousand Buddhas, gained a level of Divine Skill 'Six Daos of Reincarnation', currently Level 8.] [Ding! You've read the Secret Records of Demon Gate, gained a level of Divine Skill 'True Demon That Shakes The World', currently Level 7.] .... [Ding! Due to the Laws of All Heavens being added to your body, embellished with trembling Literary Qi of the Great Dao, you're rewarded with: Become a Saint on the spot!] Years later, as time turned everything old, the world above and the world beneath were already in a desperate turmoil, with immortals descending to the mortal world, and gods and demons performed chaotic dances, making the lives of people unbearable. Chen Chang'an stepped out of his seclusion one day, looking at the heavenly gods and buddhas scattered across the sky. “I'm not targeting anyone in particular, but everyone here is garbage!” That day, he swung his sword and parted the heavens, ever since then, Heaven belongs to Heaven, Earth belongs to Earth! ....! [PS: Extreme mystical fantasy flow, invincible style! Light readers beware!]

My cow ran away · Eastern
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Chapter 67: The Type of Bowl Fits the Type of Rice_1

"Six thousand Dao Source Stones~"

At this moment, someone within the private rooms on the second floor began to bid.

"Seven thousand Dao Source Stones."

It wasn't just one person; after the first one, another person spoke up.

The number of Immortal Herbs that could cultivate Divine Hidden were very limited in this world.

The Ziyang Immortal Grass was one of the rarest among them.

Such extraordinary medicine was immensely attractive even to seventh-stage cultivators.

"Elder Brother, shall we purchase it?"

Inside the private room, Mao Ruxue turned and asked Chen Chang'an.

"Increase the bid by one thousand." Chen Chang'an said.

"Okay, Elder Brother."

"Eight thousand Dao Source Stones."

Soon, Mao Ruxue input the number eight thousand into the jade screen.

"Ten thousand Dao Source Stones!"

No sooner had Mao Ruxue's bid been announced, than it was immediately surpassed by another.

And it was a crushing price, a full two thousand Dao Source Stones higher.