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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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"…" Theresa was silent for a long time.

She was somewhat confused.

He didn't know whether to scream, to laugh bitterly, to vomit, or to flee.

"There's no need to deny it. It is an obvious fact. Our Black Jack is such an excellent man. He is as brilliant as the purple sun and the crimson moon in the sky of the Emerald Continent. Even a blind girl will be awed by his masculinity.

The cat girl Keer wagged her tail and blushed. "Thinking back, I fell hopelessly in love with him the moment I saw him. How can you be different from me?"

"That's right. Although you are very beautiful and may have been sought after by countless young masters, Black Jack is completely different from them."

Natasha, captain of the mercenary group, said, "No woman in the world can get rid of his charm. Even the females of the human-like species cannot escape from his affectionate eyes, unless they are not women or emotionless devils!"

"Well…" Theresa said.