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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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You Are the God of War?

Editor: Atlas Studios

The entire workshop fell into a mysterious silence. The air was crackling like dry ice. While the two invincible experts were still pondering in shock, the disciples behind them were all seething with fury.

"Asshole!"

"Shameless!"

A traitor of the family!

"How dare you! Are you not scared of death?"

The young and childish members of the Song family all unsheathed their swords and even aimed their guns at Song Bugui and his eldest son.

The eldest son's face was pale and feeble.

Song Bugui's lips curled into a sneer of disdain. He didn't even spare a glance at the juniors of his family and kept rubbing the artery on his neck, as if he were picking the most suitable place for the two invincible experts.

The two elders of the Song family looked at each other in bewilderment. Their faces were gloomy, and they did not draw their sabers for a long time.

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