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Chronicles of Daoist Fan

[This Story Is Dropped] When I, a master criminal from earth, reincarnated into a divine body, I was ecstatic. Finally, I didn't have to worry about outsmarting the detectives, being chased by police, and remaining hidden everytime. I was a prince then, a royalty. I could do anything; have any kind of luxury I wanted. I could pursue the things I liked, rather than the things I was forced to like. However, the heavens didn't seem to give me a rest. Just two years later, I had to descend to a mortal world with my junior sister, and re-cultivate again. I would have to compete with my other 7 immortal siblings, to reach the ninth heaven. This was a contest of Ancension to the Immortal World, a contest for the Divine Throne. With my wits, my immoral experiences, and the memories of the previous owner of this body, Zuifan; I would claim that throne, the Heavens itself. While others may go the straight path of bitter cultivation for years, I would take the easiest and the fastest path. This mortal world, the resources in it, the rare beauties; everything shall become mine!

FireEngine · Eastern
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An ambush

I rooted my legs to the ground and held my sword firmly, taking in the sight of around seven to eight practitioners moving around the courtyard. They all wore shady robes and were at the Viscera Purifying stage.

It seemed Qin Mao wasn't here and the most powerful of them was at the Peak of Viscera Purifying.

''That's him. Zui Fan!''

''So the girl isn't here but the prey actually came… Our luck is good today, I should have brought more to ambush him.''

The rank 9 practitioner took out his daggers. All of these practitioners didn't have many weapons with them, meaning they had gone through a tight check to enter this area. However, their leader had still managed to slip in two daggers for himself.

I was kind of surprised that no Meridian Opening practitioner had come. Then again, they were the big heads and would immediately be recognized by the guards.