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My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Jiang Changsheng was reincarnated as the crown prince of the Jing Kingdom. However, he was switched at birth and was sent to grow up in a temple. He was raised as a Taoist. The change in his fate was devastating. Fortunately, he was able to awaken the Survival System and gained the power to not die from aging. Every time he survived a dangerous event, he could receive rewards. His senior brother almost killed him by accident. He was lucky enough to survive that and was rewarded with the Divine Shadow Kick. He almost got crushed when the ceiling fell on top of him during an earthquake. He was able to obtain the Nine Seeking Divine Dragon Step. After surviving the demon invasion, he was rewarded with the magic treasure, Demon Subduing Mace. This was a world where kingdoms stood tall, demons rampaged in the wild, martial arts ruled the street, and where Gods did not exist. 300 years had passed. The Jing Kingdom was starting to fall. The dukes came together and made the emperor their puppet. The kingdom was divided. After decades of internal conflicts, the kingdom was on the verge of being invaded. The citizens were pretty much living in hell. The puppet king, Jiang Xuanzhen, arrived at the temple and begged, “Ancestor, I apologize for being weak! Please! Help us regain our glory!”

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Everyone Beneath the Immortal Saint Realm is an Ant

Editor: Henyee Translations

Feng Yu was not the only one sighing. The other Zenith Heaven cultivators also had the same thoughts. There were many Zenith Heaven cultivators in the Immortal Dao, but none of them could gather so many Zenith Heaven cultivators in one spot.

This was the appeal of the Dao Ancestor!

Even those newly advanced Zenith Heaven cultivators who had yet to see the Dao Ancestor were eager to hear him preach the Dao.

More and more Zenith Heaven cultivators arrived. They began to communicate with each other. Seeing that the Saint Mother of Fortune and the twelve Saint Mothers did not stop them, the Zenith Heaven cultivators were even more relaxed.