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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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Li Yao was used to ignoring the first half of the mental devil's sentence. He mumbled, "What do you think we are in right now?"

"Generally speaking—"

The mental devil replied calmly, "We are already dead."

"What?"

Li Yao's soul released sharp waves that turned into countless spurting bright gold data and runes. "Are you serious? Is this your conclusion?"

"What else could it be?"

"Our souls have completely lost connection with our bodies," the mental devil replied. "No matter how I searched and perceived, I couldn't find the 'string' that could drag us back into our bodies. Our bodies are billions of stars away. Maybe our brains and internal organs have all stopped functioning. The best case scenario is that we become vegetative and are frozen by Xiao Ming and Wen Wen.

"Isn't such a state 'death'?"

"But…"