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I alone am the Honoured One!

What do you mean by there are cultivators in this world? And I have a heaven defying physique? Zhao Tian is living a normal life with his family including his mom and sister! But what will happen when he comes to know that this modern world he is living in is not normal and there are people who can use supernatural powers who are called 'cultivators?' He came to know that he has a physique that could even defy the mortal limitations of the heavens. From there his life changed with many women entering his life. And there seem to be a lot of secrets that lie within him that he doesn't even know himself. What will he do after knowing about his secret and origins?! ----------------------- The most important thing. NO NTR! NO YURI Dual Cultivation Yeah, there will also be r18 scenes, it will be marked as * and not every other chapter will be R18 Come and read it! At least try the free chapters man! The Mc is not a simp. He is cold toward his enemies and doesn't hesitate to kill them. He only shows his gentle side towards his loved ones and is very affectionate of them. English is not my first language, so there might be some errors and if you see an error you can para comment on it. I am constantly improving myself. Join discord: https://discord.gg/mzERE9sGhX 500 powerstones = 1 bonus chapter 100 Golden tickets = 2 bonus chapters Big gifts = bonus chapters ------------------------ Handsome MC R18 Big harem

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The Finals [1]

The Jade Eclipse sect's grand arena was abuzz with anticipation, its towering stone walls humming with the energy of thousands of disciples, and elders, who had gathered for the finals of the Outer disciple tournament. 

Banners adorned with the sect's emblem—a coiled jade dragon encircling a glowing crescent moon, danced in the crisp, midday breeze, and the golden glow of the sun bathed the arena in a warm radiance. 

The circular platform in the center gleamed as it was surrounded by formations that were designed to protect the spectators from stray bursts of energy.

Surrounding the platform were rows upon rows of seats, filled with outer and inner court disciples, their excited chatter blending into a steady roar of anticipation.

At the highest vantage point sat the Wing Masters, each representing one of the 13 wings of the sect.