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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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Everybody Dies Twice!

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Help me, Serenity Seraph!"

Xu Zhicheng stepped all the way back to the wall before he finally struggled to stop. He looked at Long Yangjun with his unfocused eyes again while he moaned like someone about to be drowned. "I've been invaded by devils… Day and night, no matter how I practiced the Serenity Arts, I cannot completely get rid of the devils!

"I don't deserve to be the Grand Guardian of Nepenthe. I can't deal with the devils… So many devils. Those damn devils have been haunting me all the time, giving me such a headache that I always want to go mad!

"If… If we can win this war, I will certainly be able to completely eliminate the devils in my head, right? Serenity Seraph, please tell me, please save me!"

He raised his arms that looked like dry branches and extended them at Long Yangjun.