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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 **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · Sci-fi
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Not My Own Kind!

Editor: Henyee Translations

Although the malls were crowded, few people squeezed into the metro station, perhaps because they feared that they would never be able to go up again once they entered it.

The passengers lingering in the metro station hardly came to the ground too. They were not sure what was happening on the ground, and they were all crouching in the corners waiting for the latest news.

A team of armed police officers set up checkpoints in the metro station, but judging from their shaking hands and their panicked faces, it could easily be told that they were not any elites.

The capital consisted of an assortment of forces. In name, all the police and troops were under the direct command of the emperor, but nobody knew who really controlled them. Li Yao did not intend to alarm those police officers and get involved in even greater trouble.

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