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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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"Lu Feng! Lu Feng!"

"Guan Dong! Guan Dong!"

With the desperate cheers of the crowds, two ace drivers walked out onto the truck, which immediately set the super shuttle fans on fire.

Fiend Fire Lu Feng was thin, with a pair of smart eyes. He looked like an unpredictable breeze.

Battle Axe Guan Dong, on the other hand, was tall and strong with a body size that was much bigger than ordinary professional super shuttle drivers. He had bushy eyebrows, scary eyes, and a square face, releasing an intimidating scent from him. He was truly like an unstoppable battle axe.

The match was about to begin. Yet the two of them were still chatting and laughing in comfort.

"Lu Dong, I didn't expect that you would challenge me again after only three months. Are you sure you're ready? If it turns out that you are slower than me by that much again, it will be quite shameful." Fiend Fire grinned.

"Neither did I."

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