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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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All in all, it was a city that was born for boxing and fighting, just like all the towns in the world of the Fist God.

On the street, several priests of the Temple of Fist, who had tattoos all over their bodies and did not even let go of their shiny faces, walked by solemnly.

Gus and Grey hurried to hide in a corner. They felt that the ball of steam in the basket had become extremely heavy and hot.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the two siblings started searching along the wall.

In the notes that his father left, he had recorded the secret code to communicate with the believers of steam.