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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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Gus was silent again.

Fate was too unreal and unreachable a concept for the young man who was not even twenty years old yet. He did not know the formidability, horror, and cruelty of fate yet.

"Which means…"

Gus swallowed and hesitated. "If I have to ascend to the Pangu Universe, is it technically achievable for you?"

The boxing champion sighed, as if he were lamenting the stubbornness of the young man. But he still replied honestly, "Technically speaking, it's not a problem, but I can't do that."

The young man raised his eyebrow like two unsheathed sabers. "Why?"

"It's hard to explain…"

The boxing champion seemed helpless and clumsy. He stammered, "Because—because we have an agreement with the human beings of the Pangu Universe. For now, we are not going to increase the number of strong artificial intelligences in the Pangu Universe.

"What—what does this mean?"