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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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Chapter 150: The Great Catastrophe is Coming, News from Wangyue Continent_1

Translator: 549690339

"..."

The master of the Courtyard in the Clouds fell silent.

He was somewhat confused.

The Dragon King is asking for a crippled-mouth?

What's the meaning of this?

"Ah, indeed there seems to be a generational gap with you old codgers." Qi Yuan exclaimed, finding the Courtyard Master's silence profound.

He had come to understand a principle.

No wonder the White Moonlight was always the White Moonlight, never turning fully bright, because it was too old and had a generation gap.

The corner of the Courtyard Master's mouth twitched: "Senior does know how to joke."

Saying this, he looked at Huang Tu, "Could senior give me some face and spare this young man his life?"

At this moment, deep in Huang Tu's eyes was a thick dread.

How could this man in blood-clad be the Blood-clad Swordsman?