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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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"Run!"

His brother shouted, "Run! Run!"

Bai Xiaolu lunged at the window, but her ankle was still clutched by Master Snake. The big boss of the Heavenly Wolf Gambling Den was not dead yet. He stared at the boy with his dirty red eyes, with saliva mixed with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. He was laughing and shouting in the end.

"Ah!"

Bai Xiaolu was terrified to the extreme. Ruthlessness flashed on her face. She somehow summoned her courage and bent down to snatch Master Snake's pistol, stuffing it into his mouth and pulling the trigger.

The boy finished all the bullets in the magazine in one breath. His fingers were still twitching.

"Enough, Little Lu. Enough!"

His brother shouted, "He is dead. Run!"

Master Snake finally let go. His head with the sarcomas completely disappeared in the scorching smoke.

"Master Snake! F*ck! Master Snake!"