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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 280: Boxing! Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods!_1

Vault Star.

Tianyue City.

Military Security Community.

The sound of a motorcycle racing through the streets echoed long and loud, occasionally punctuated by sharp, clanging explosions.

The man on the bed was as pale as death, bloodless, with bloodshot eyes glaring ominously.

"Restart..."

The man shivered, feeling as if the world was fading into darkness.

His hand bumped into his phone, pushing it off the bed.

Instead of the expected crash, a fair hand caught the phone smoothly.

Now, the screen of the phone seemed to be lighting up with an unread text message.

Qi Yuan looked at the Innate Seed on the sick bed, which looked exactly like him.

He made a strange face, "Is it kidney deficiency that he is so ill?"

Qi Yuan didn't know how to diagnose illnesses.

Every illness, to him, was kidney deficiency.

The Innate Seed also looked at Qi Yuan.

At this moment, Qi Yuan smiled.

Suddenly, the pale man on the sick bed turned into a drop of blood and merged into Qi Yuan's body.