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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 **

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Those who had seen the real face of Lord Cooper among the remaining soldiers of the six clans, especially the Thousand-Armed Monarch, the Red Lotus Grand Monarch, Queen Medusa, and the first elder of the Turing Clan, all gasped.

The two sorceresses on Black Jack's side must've heard or seen what Lord Cooper looked like before. They exclaimed in shock, too, as if they had seen a ghost.

Theresa thought of something. She snuck close and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the appearance of Senior Master Cooper?"

"How—how did he end up like this?"

One of the demonesses said, "According to the legends, Lord Cooper should've looked ugly and magnificent!"

"That's right. He must've had a beard that looked like a sword and a halberd. He was as magnificent as a lion.

Another witch added, "How could he bear to shave off his beard that looked like that of a lion? Also, why did he become so feminine and delicate after the shave?"