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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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The Escape

Editor: Atlas Studios

"Stop. Stop stop stop. If you keep analyzing, we might as well surrender right now!"

Theresa was having a headache. The jade did not seem reliable at all.

The artificial intelligence was indeed bad. It was not as righteous and trustworthy as the Fist King.

"Damn it. What is the so-called civilization of magic exactly? What happened after you arrived in the Emerald Continent that led to such a mess?"

"Tell me the truth," Theresa mumbled. "Why did part of the crew members of Jade stay in the Blood Demon Sector and turn into devils, while the rest of the crew members left the starship and went to the Emerald Continent to turn into human beings? Unless I get all the information, I don't know whether or not I should unlock the damn genes of the witch!"

"What—what are you talking about?"