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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

Searching with an Array

Editor: Atlas Studios

The Invincible Heavenly Palace had hundreds of immortal pavilions for a little over 200 people. That was why Lonemoon allowed the disciples to choose any pavilion that they wanted. The disciples - by some strange work of chemistry - all decided to stay in the houses surrounding Shen Ying's rear hall. Within a few seconds, they arrived at Xuan Tong's pavilion.

Xuan Tong's immortal pavilion was different from the others', which were all surrounded by rich immortal Qi. Xuan Tong's did not have a single immortal herb in front of it. Instead, there were all sorts of plants - potatoes, red potatoes, radishes- even spring onions and garlic.

Lonemoon pursed his lips. He had no idea what Xuan Tong needed all of these things for. Glaring at Shen Ying, he thought, this is all your fault!