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My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

[Easy, Invincible] "I, Lu Xuan, the first genius of the Great Truth Sect!" "At the age of nine, I entered the Body-Strengthening Stage. At twelve, I entered the Qi-Refining Stage. At fifteen, I entered the Foundation-Establishment Stage. At eighteen, I entered the Golden Pill Stage. Every three years, I achieved a new stage!" "At this rate, one day, I will become the youngest immortal in the Eternity Realm. I will shatter the void and ascend to the heavens, and it's just a matter of time!" Lu Xuan, who transmigrated into a world of immortals and martial arts, experienced the darkest day of his life on his twenty-first birthday. On that day, he successfully formed his Nascent Soul step by step. However, before he could even enjoy the joy of the breakthrough, he witnessed his Nascent Soul leaving the lotus platform and soaring out of his body... In the years that followed, every time Lu Xuan formed a Nascent Soul, it would fly away without exception. After releasing countless Nascent Souls for nine thousand years, Lu Xuan made a discovery... He had successfully achieved the Golden Body!

Young Master Xuanxin · Eastern
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226 Chs

Dao Evolution Sect Disciple Nangong Xuan

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The next morning, Lu Xuan slowly woke up.

Cheng Lingzhu was snuggled in his arms, sleeping soundly. She was wearing a thin black nightgown, and through the fabric, he could feel her body warmth.

One of her smooth, long legs was draped over Lu Xuan, her arm wrapped around his waist, holding him as if clutching a human-shaped pillow.

It was quite normal for her to be bare-legged, especially since Lu Xuan had burned the silk stockings to ashes with a flicker of spiritual fire last night.

If Lu Xuan were to describe his feelings, it would be something like:

"Everything has returned, the era of white silk has returned..."

"But sometimes, it's also nice to try new fashion trends."

Lu Xuan mused thoughtfully. He heard that going barefoot was in vogue now.

Cheng Lingzhu's peaceful sleeping face was beautiful. Lu Xuan gently adjusted her hair from her forehead and softly kissed her there.