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The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

My name is Qi Yuan, and I am a time traveler who now holds the esteemed title of the eldest martial brother at Seven Colours Peak. I am armed with a game jade slip capable of connecting realms across the heavens, and blessed with the ability to unveil hidden information through my discerning eyes. [A seemingly ordinary blade of grass reveals secrets of a clandestine meeting between True Man Ku Mu and Empress Dashang that transpired just three days prior.] [Her name is Ruan Yixi, who appears to be your beautiful master on the surface, but she may have a deeper connection, perhaps she is even your wife.] [This is Heavenly Dao of the World, a Spiritual Object renowned for its significance in Foundation Establishment] [This is a lifeless planet, a potential vessel for the creation of a Golden Elixir]. So my road of cultivation turns gradually strange. "Heavenly Dao? A Spiritual Object for Foundation Establishment?" "So many desolate planets, all refined into Golden Elixir!" The Heavenly Dao is used as the foundation and refining stars into Golden Elixir. I am Qi Yuan, I become the origin of all things. My name is Jiang Lingsu, a fellow disciple at Seven Colours Peak. My Senior Brother is mentally ill. He is never focused on work. Nor does he like cultivation. He only loves simulation games. Senior Brother says, "Playing games is like cultivation. It can also create a world." One day, there is one more sun in the sky. I ask him what it is, he says, "That is my Golden Elixir!" This book is also titled 'Cultivation: The Jade Slip's Universe' and 'The Golden Elixir I Cultivated is a Planet,'

Walking Crane · Eastern
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Walking out of the Martial Arts Academy, the sky outside was clear, with the sun glaring intensely.

Wang Shiqiao looked at the buzz-cut man not far away, her eyes revealing a helpless expression, "Zhao Di, what do you want with me?"

The person in front of her was the pretty boy Zhao Di who she had encountered at a nightclub.

She wore a long blue dress, flat-chested, with a rugged face, looking every bit like a man.

"Little Qiao, don't be repelled by me. I just want to be friends with you," Zhao Di spoke, her voice quite androgynous.

Wang Shiqiao couldn't help but roll her eyes, not believing a ghost of that.

Be friends?

It was nothing more than wanting to sleep with her, that's all.

She was all too familiar with such excuses.

"In a few days, my aunt's painting exhibition will begin; do you want to come with me to show support?

I know some wealthy businessmen who are quite interested in these artworks," Zhao Di said softly.