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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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"Steam Legion?"

Gus asked suspiciously, "What's that?"

"It was an army of rebels gathered in the water network in the south.

Grey raised her chin slightly, with pride, if not craziness, on her face. "Gus, you don't know yet, but the reign of the Fist God over this world is coming to an end. Although most of the towns in the north are still adhering to the ancient and backward 'Iron Fist Path', in the south, where the water network is dense and the trade is prosperous, all kinds of hydraulic machines and steam engines have been popular for a long time. More and more people believe in the power of 'mechanics and steam'. They have even established their own army and are preparing to fight a final battle against the Fist God's Temple, which is the 'Steam Legion'!"

"This—this is impossible!"

Gus blurted out, his face pale.

Ever since he discovered the secrets of his sister and his father, Gus had been avoiding a question.