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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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Editor: Henyee Translations

Liu Li was stunned for a long time and finally collapsed. Angrily, she drew a wrench from her pocket and hit the Fist King's head. She shouted and hit, hit and cried, and cried and shouted.

"It seems that I've truly made a mistake."

The Fist King controlled the iron puppet to sit down. While Liu Li relentlessly hit him, he held his chin and fell into deep thought. "Let's not be devoted to hitting just yet. Can you tell me what I did wrong? I can write the error in my log, and I guarantee that it will not happen again."

"Who… Who asked you to apologize to me in the appearance of Han Te?"

Clinging to the giant wrench, Liu Li sobbed and said, "Is Han Te's apology so precious? When I said I'm fine, I'm fine! Nobody asked you to treat my wounds for me! Besides, it's not the real Han Te. It's all fake! Everything is fake!"

"I knew that it was a bit too unconvincing."