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I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Li Wensheng transmigrated to an era where all energies were returning and every citizen practiced martial arts. Here, champions focus on martial arts mastery, becoming physically peerless as they honed their spirit. They would also seek superior weapons, including unbreakable war axes, or keen blades that could cut a giant tree with a single swing. Even so, Li Wensheng learned Immortal Arts from the very start! Though his scrawny form was exceedingly inconspicuous at first, he wielded Immortal Arts to smash long blades with his bare hands and crush giant hammers! Li Wensheng was flying everywhere on his sword while others were busy trying to surpass the limits of human speed. He could kill with a leaf or flower he plucked while others requested blacksmiths to hone their weapons. He cooked medicinal pellets with his cauldron, brewing Yuan Pellets that ascend cultivation while others trained their bodies to strengthen themselves. Martial arts champions: “Why aren’t you using any weapons?” Li Wensheng smiled, two of his fingers casting an immortal technique: Ten Thousand Swords Retrogression! At his words, every sword behind everyone’s back took to the skies without hope of control, gathering behind Li Wensheng into a rain of swords that covered the skies! This is a world where I alone cultivate immortality while everyone else trains in martial arts!

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Editor: Simple MTL

After Andrew left the Martial Arts Bureau, he flew towards the Mountain of Gods.

He had heard from Hercules that he was a fallen god. Since he was a god, Zeus on the Mountain of Gods would know what was going on.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the Mountain of Gods. Andrew added his immortal Qi to his voice and shouted, "Zeus, come out."

Zeus, who was sitting in the Mountain of Gods, had a worried look on his face. He did not understand why the god of salvation on the Mountain of Gods would hand over the core of the Mountain of Gods to Andrew. At that moment, he heard Andrew's voice.

Zeus stood up from his chair. After pondering for a moment, he walked out of the Mountain of Gods.

When Andrew saw the figure of Zeus, a faint smile hung on his face. He said indifferently, "I came here today to find out one thing. Didn't there used to be a Hercules on your Mountain of Gods?"