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My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Everyone says that Yi Qing is the number one sword cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one can surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always remained undefeated. To that, Yi Qing laughs and says, “That is because you do not know of my Master. If we speak of cultivation, I am not as good as she by a long mile. Thinking about it, at the start, out of the ten Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Realm, my Master beat up nine, and the one left was myself.” “Master? You actually have a Master! Who? Why haven't we ever heard of her?” “My Master is… Eh? Master? Master! And my Master? Has anyone seen my Master?” A person next to them quietly raised her paw. “I am here!” -_-||| The only problem Sheng Ying has after transmigrating is… that her level of presence is just too low!

You Qian · Fantasy
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704 Chs

Go on, Father Niu!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

All the cultivators' faces froze. A Traveling Immortal smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, our Divine Imperial Sect lost something a while ago. The object is very important to us. We hope Fellow Daoist will please return it to us."

"Oh, you mean this?" Lonemoon waved the vein pearl in his hand. "I just happened to pass by and pick this up. If it belongs to Fellow Daoist, I will return it to you so long as you produce the proof.

"Fellow Daoist means that you picked this vein pearl up?" The person obviously didn't believe it.

"That's right."

"Then did you see anything else?"

"No, I didn't."

The person frowned even deeper. He exchanged a look with the other cultivators, and his face fell immediately. Instantly, the combined suppression of seven or eight Soul Formation cultivators and Traveling Immortals swept towards Lonemoon with an amazing amount of killing aura.