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God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>

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I throw FIST!

"No mercy."

The man behind those words was a monster in every conceivable way.

Even those words of his didn't come from his mouth but hung in the air through some sort of audiovisual illusion, convincing both my eyes and my ears that as he spoke them, he still stood in place, merely throwing threats.

But the reality I sensed through my spirituality revealed him to lunge forth right as his mouth was supposed to open, tossing his knife-wielding hand forward and sending the tip of his blade straight for my eye.

'So strong…' I thought, watching how even the slightest movements of the man stirred the local spirituality of the place, pretty much marking the path every part of his body took in the approach.

Beyond any doubt, this man's cultivation was leagues above mine. There was no denying how all of my power was merely a droplet in comparison to the lake of his power.

But, at the same time…