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Eternal life begins with saving my clan

[Ding!] [System Binding....] [10...20...30...%&...@#,,,] [Unknown Error! Unknown Error!] [System unable to bind successfully] [Invoking the emergency protocol] "Hey, System!" "System! Where are you?" [Host bound to the Lotus World Providence] [Host has gained eternal life] "Hell yeah!" Sigh! "That was me... 10 years ago..." "Now..." He took a deep breath and shook his head dejectedly. Su Yen transmigrated to the Lotus World with high hopes after receiving his system and gaining eternal life. "It's my time to rule the world!" However, his grand ambitions came crashing down when he realized his system was nothing more than a knockoff. "Who on earth created this pathetic knockoff system?!" Sigh! "At least, I can live forever and enjoy my life without ruling the world." Once again, his naive thoughts were shattered when he realized the world was not as peaceful as he thought. He needs to increase the world's providence to enjoy this life or else... He'll be damned to eternal suffering. "System! I don't want eternal life again!" "Please make me mortal!" He cried. It was then he realized the importance of power. You need strength to get what you want, but too much strength is also a curse, especially when the Bloodmoon Envoy arrives... They start killing the strongest ones. Su Yen, being immortal, wasn't scared of the Bloodmoon Envoys, but what about his loved ones? And what about the world providence? Now, in the Lotus World where everyone is terrified of breakthroughs, What can he do? Too much talent is a curse. Lack of talent is also a curse. "What kind of a messed-up world is this?" Su Yen is in a dilemma about what to do with his life in this complicated world. However, everything changes when his clan is on the brink of destruction. He must make a decision. "Who cares about the world?" "But no one dares to touch my clan and loved ones."

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Appearance of a Grade-4 Beast

At once, the soldiers halted their attack and took a couple of steps back.

The Monkey King breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the soldiers stopping their attack.

He fell on his knee as he couldn't maintain his standing any longer. He was in so much pain that if he didn't find some rare fruits or flowers, the injuries would probably still kill him.

"You said you know of many rare resources, and you can make wine that boosts cultivation?" The voice asked.

"Yes. Yes. Please don't kill me."

"If what you're saying is the truth, we won't kill you."

"I'm telling the truth," he quickly added.

Just then, the tranquil grassland began to tremble. The surrounding trees began to shake vehemently.

The soldiers creased their brows and frowned. They felt a powerful aura pressing down on their bodies.

Suddenly, those with lower cultivation fell on their knees with beads of sweat on their faces.