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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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He was completely confused by the man's earsplitting scream.

The atmosphere around him was heavy, deep, classical, long, solemn, and mixed with sorrow and brilliance. It was like the beginning of an epic or the beating notes of a brilliant piece of music. Even he was deeply touched by the atmosphere that he created and could not control himself.

But this guy… this guy who did not fit in with the world around him, this guy whose style was completely wrong, had suddenly appeared and completely shattered the epic-like atmosphere, revealing the "fake" of this world.

He could not have been more furious. An inexplicable fury was burning in his heart.

How should he put it? For some reason, he hated the guy who called himself 'Li Yao' so much that he could not wait to kick the guy's face and shut him up.

As more and more memories and scattered light spots flooded out of his brain, he was confused. Was he himself, or… it?