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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

Young Leader · Urban
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4890 Chs

Northern Wilderness Starfield

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The Emperor God that walked out of the mirror was the perfect copy of the real Emperor God. Well, except for the pierced heart, the bruises, and the blood-vomiting, they were identical.

 "What… Why does he look exactly like me… He's even dressed like me…"

The Emperor God was aghast.

 "Oh, I don't just look like you! I even sound like you! In fact, I even have some parts of your memory!"

The duplicate smiled as he reached out a hand toward the real Emperor God's throat and started to squeeze.

"The most important thing is, I even have your cultivation!"

 "No… That's impossible… I am Tenshou God's direct disciple, who has trained for ten years in Northern Wilderness Starfield to reach the pinnacle phase of Celestial Cultivation and achieve 130,000 combat power… There's no way a fake like you could have my cultivation!"