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Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

“So, you have been lying to me all this time?” She raised her head and realized that the face of her senior brother, one who she knew so well, was unfamiliar and scary. “What are you talking about?” Her senior brother scoffed and shook his finger. “All I can say is that none of you knew who I really am.” He then turned around and walked towards the Sky Throne, a symbol of absolute power. Master Sword Aura, Sea of Flame, Star Light… The dozens of skills that were used to stop the man from approaching the Sky Throne simply bounced off him. All the skills simply vanished into thin air. “No!” Xu Yingling bit her lip and turned to look at An Zhisu and Shi Liuli. They exchanged glances. All the despair, sadness, fear, and even love, were now meaningless. The only thing that was important at the moment was to stop that man. ... A cultivation novel. The main character used his cheat ability, Time Travel, to secretly live among all the powerful sects while learning their skills. He eventually managed to gain the power to approach the Sky Throne and become an immortal. However, it seemed that things weren’t going as smoothly as he had planned…"

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Chapter 48 Wei the Demon Lord Makes Another Appearance

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The group continued forward and saw that at the end of the corridor there was a mirror.

A huge mirror, like a floor-to-ceiling window.

Within the mirror, five different faces were reflected.

Wen Yang's face differed on the left and right sides, the left being male and the right female. The left side was withered and rotting like a corpse, while the right side was transparent and gloomy like a ghost.

Gu Lie had the face of an aged Buddha, grimacing and glaring as though possessed by a mad demon. Yet, tears flowed from his eyes and blood from the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of compassion amidst the madness.

Long Xiaoqi had the bizarre face of an ancient person, with long whiskers, a protruding mouth, and horns on top of his head. His pupils were golden and vertical, his gaze vacant as he stared straight at his own reflection.