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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

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485 Chs

Chapter 386: The Lower Realm Becomes The Upper Realm, The Source Spirit Jade

"With such Spiritual Energy, the Spirit Energy of this realm must indeed be extraordinary. Are you all scared?" Xiao Zi lay on Fang Wang's shoulder and asked with a smile.

Wei Buyu, Long Changsheng, and Hai Zun upon hearing this, naturally refused to accept such a statement.

"Dao Master, just you wait!"

Wei Buyu said as he waved his sleeve and led Long Changsheng and Hai Zun to fly towards the horizon.

Fang Wang, on the other hand, descended, below him were dense forests. Streams crisscrossed through the woods, and Spiritual Energy formed mists that enshrouded most of the forest's appearance.

Ji Rutian and Duan Tian followed him into the forest. Before Fang Wang could speak, Duan Tian was the first to say, "I'll go build a pavilion!"

The corners of Fang Wang's mouth curved up in a smile, "Little Ji, your disciple isn't bad; I like him."

Little... Ji?