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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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The question confirmed his identity as a devil.

Maybe it was not steam demons but other kinds of devils.

In the World of the Fist God, there were many kinds of demons that could threaten the iron fists, not just the mechanical demons and the steam demons—these were the two most famous ones.

When a devil wanted to find another devil, its purpose was obvious.

"Don't tell it!"

Gus somehow found the courage to hug his sister and scream, "Sister, it is taking advantage of you. Don't be corrupted anymore. Wake up!"

"I, I…"

Grey was struggling. Cold sweat was flowing on her young face. She stared at Lu Qingchen, deep in thought.

With a smile that was not a smile, Lu Qingchen observed the world carefully.

"You—you are taking advantage of us."

Grey repeated what Gus had said.

It was not a question but a confirmation.

She suddenly discovered something.

"You can't leave."