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My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Jiang Changsheng was reincarnated as the crown prince of the Jing Kingdom. However, he was switched at birth and was sent to grow up in a temple. He was raised as a Taoist. The change in his fate was devastating. Fortunately, he was able to awaken the Survival System and gained the power to not die from aging. Every time he survived a dangerous event, he could receive rewards. His senior brother almost killed him by accident. He was lucky enough to survive that and was rewarded with the Divine Shadow Kick. He almost got crushed when the ceiling fell on top of him during an earthquake. He was able to obtain the Nine Seeking Divine Dragon Step. After surviving the demon invasion, he was rewarded with the magic treasure, Demon Subduing Mace. This was a world where kingdoms stood tall, demons rampaged in the wild, martial arts ruled the street, and where Gods did not exist. 300 years had passed. The Jing Kingdom was starting to fall. The dukes came together and made the emperor their puppet. The kingdom was divided. After decades of internal conflicts, the kingdom was on the verge of being invaded. The citizens were pretty much living in hell. The puppet king, Jiang Xuanzhen, arrived at the temple and begged, “Ancestor, I apologize for being weak! Please! Help us regain our glory!”

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Blood Rain of the Immortal Dao, Knowing It Can't Be Done

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

Jiang Changsheng was even more curious about the current Immortal Dao. He had to understand how far ahead he was in the future.

He looked at the white-haired figure in the temple and asked again, "May I ask if no one in the Immortal Dao can reverse the situation? What about the Dao Ancestor?"

The white-haired figure trembled when he heard that. He slowly turned his head. His skin was like dried tree bark, and his eyes were bloodshot. His eyes were numb and lifeless, just like the other people he had encountered on the way.

"The Dao Ancestor? That's only an illusory legend. If the Dao Ancestor really existed and was willing to care for the Immortal Dao, there would not be a dead end for the Immortal Dao. Billions of living beings in the world had been sacrificed and the heavens had rained blood for nine million years, but have you ever seen the Dao Ancestor appear?"

The white-haired figure slowly spoke, and his hoarse voice revealed strong unwillingness.