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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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Bai Xiaolu felt that her blood was burning.

His field of vision became extremely small, so small that it was like the eye of a needle. Looking through the eye of the needle was heaven, hell, the devil disguised as an angel, and the avenging angel slandered as a devil.

Even though he was coerced and coerced by Boss Gold Tooth in the beginning and did not want to die in vain, now that he had seen such a scene in the underground metropolis and was shocked by Boss Gold Tooth's roar, he completely forgot everything and only thought of—

Kill.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

Bai Xiaolu and all the soldiers, bandits, wolves, dogs, mice, cockroaches, and devils nearby were roaring hysterically. Even the song 'Take Me Home on the Road to the Country' was full of bloody killing intent.

Suddenly, an ice piton pierced into Bai Xiaolu's brain along her spine, waking her up.

"Calm down. Don't be fooled."