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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 31 Peaceful Mind_1

Translator: 549690339

The pond water was crystal clear and emerald green. The masked man dipped his hand into it.

Several black fish immediately swam towards the masked man, presuming him to be the one who would feed them.

The masked man caught a fish with his hand. It was extremely slippery and sticky.

The fish lay still, not struggling at all.

The masked man suddenly chuckled, "I think I won't eat fish."

With a flick of his hand, a water stream surged, and the fish in his hand went into the swirling flow.

The masked man looked at the black fish, "Quickly tell your mother that you are about to sail far."

He put the black fish into a bamboo tube and fastened it to his waist.

He looked down at the corpse on the ground, his eyes flickering with an eerie glow, "Should we touch a corpse?"

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Zheng Jianghe was dressed all in black, his face extremely grim.

"Heishan Sect members, living in the Chen mansion?"