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Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength!

Han Ye crossed into the world of a fantasy cultivation epoch, transmigrating into a tenant farmer in Langlang Village. Believing he was doomed to live his life in toil and hardship, he accidentally awakened a destiny called "Accumulated Attributes Released at Once". "Accumulated Attributes Released at Once": Not unlike how constant dripping wears away a stone, or how hard frost forms at three feet not overnight, it allows one to accumulate the attributes of others. Remaining quiet until the moment you choose to release it, one can then shock everyone with their power. In Langlang Village, he worked alongside farmers, and secretly listened to lectures in private schools. "Strength of an Ox +1" "Slightly Versed in Literature and Ink +1" In the Sect's Grand Competition, disciples compete and are selected through observation. "Fire Spiritual Root +1" "Sword Heart Clarity +1" With such assistance, hope ignited within Han Ye. He steadily developed, diligently accumulated attributes and improved his strength to allow himself to transform, growing stronger in silence. That year, the gears of fate began to turn. No one expected that the tranquil world of immortal cultivators, which had remained peaceful for ten thousand years, would begin to descend into chaos! As the Heavens collapsed, the great powers emerged; immortals descended, sparking a war between the righteous and the demonic. No one could have imagined that a humble tenant farmer from those years past could rise to become Han the Respected One, feared by the world.

Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty · Eastern
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Chapter 77: Revisiting Langlang Village, Where Things are Not What They Used to Be, Home is Where the Heart is_2

Liang Lian wore a gentle smile and gave a small nod.

Han Ye agreed enthusiastically, "Indeed, there is no lack of allies on the path ahead. The world knows you, it's just as logical as this poetry is. I dedicate this poetry to you, and to myself too."

"Brilliant!"

Prefect Liang praised, looking at Han Ye riding off on his sword, blending into the multitude of sword cultivators in the sky. He couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

Han Ye was no longer the man he used to be. To put it bluntly, Han Ye had become a person he had to respect.

A disciple about to enter the inner sect of the celestial school was definitely more significant than a prefect.

Furthermore, he felt that, in the future, Han Ye would inevitably become a person he looked up to.

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After the hectic journey, Han Ye, along with many disciples, returned to the sect.

Wang Da Niu was extremely excited as he looked down at the familiar mountain range and shouted: