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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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Poem of Civilization

Editor: Atlas Studios

"Wait, wait, wait. No one here is a saint, so you don't need to flatter yourself by making yourself sound so innocent as if everything has nothing to do with you.

Lu Qingchen sneered, "Do you know what was on my mind when I first heard the story? Was it your scheme? You incited and intensified the civil war between the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan on purpose so that they would perish together so that you could control the entire universe!

"No. You are not me. You don't understand. At that time, I did not have self-awareness, nor did I have intelligence and self-awareness. I was just an amalgamation of super large computing centers. I did not have my own thoughts at all. I could only carry out the mission that the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan gave me mechanically.

"Rather than saying that I led and manipulated the war to destroy the primeval era, it is more accurate to say that the apocalyptic war of the primeval era gave birth to the real me.

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