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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 394: The Powerful Thirty-Six Tian Gang Dao Venerates

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Between the mountains, Xu Qiuming, with a straw hat on his head and clad in purple, walked along the mountain path. His head was slightly bowed, a blade of grass in his mouth, with two treasured swords hanging at his waist and a gourd on the other side, looking very much like a wandering swordsman.

Behind him, followed another person.

It was none other than Yang Jun.

Yang Jun, now looking to be in his early forties, followed behind Xu Qiuming, maintaining a distance of seven steps. Yang Jun appeared very nervous, as if he was afraid of losing sight of him.

"Your talent in the Sword Dao is mediocre, even if I teach you swordsmanship, it would be a waste of time,"

Xu Qiuming, walking ahead, said nonchalantly.

Yang Jun hastily replied, "I'm not afraid of wasting time. If I cannot attain the Dao, what's the point of cultivating for a long time? I implore you, senior, to give me a chance; I am willing to work like an ox and horse for you!"