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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

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Chapter 362: The Path to Becoming an Immortal, It Really Is Him

Yang Lin'er felt as if she had just woken from a sleep, uncertain of how long she had slept for. Even before opening her eyes, she felt a splitting headache.

Struggling, she opened her eyes and was greeted by the chaotic cabin. Oxygen masks dangled from every seat, and sparks of electricity sporadically burst from the overhead panels.

Yang Lin'er turned her head and saw Yang Jun slumped in his seat, his forehead bleeding, which prompted her to hurriedly check on his condition.

Fortunately, Yang Jun was still breathing and had not died. She gently tapped on his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

Soon, Yang Jun finally regained consciousness. He too had a splitting headache but was luckily able to communicate.

The other passengers in the cabin gradually woke up. After confirming that Yang Jun was alright, the siblings unbuckled their seat belts and followed the other passengers towards the exit of the plane.

"Why is there no signal..."

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