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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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2920 Chs

Time to Say Goodbye

Two days later...

At this moment, Minos and Gloria were staying in a hotel in the last city on their way to the capital of the Kingdom of the Waves.

It was already dawn in this place, and the two were in each of their rooms, diligently cultivating as they always did.

In Gloria's case, she did this because she did not need as much sleep as young Stuart. Otherwise, because of the difficulty of cultivating in this area, she would prefer not to do such a thing until late.

Not because she did not like to get stronger. As a competitive and talented person, she liked that a lot. But when one is so strong and gets used to cultivating in good places, doing it in a place like the one she was in could become quite unpleasant.

Due to the difference in concentration of spiritual energy from this region to the empire, the feeling she felt when cultivating here was awful, which undoubtedly bothered her.