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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.

Let me laugh · Oriental
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485 Chs

Chapter 89 The Name of Fang Wang, The Matter of the Marriage Pact

Tu Caiyi did not deceive Fang Wang; there indeed was a blessed land hidden within this forest, located within a valley. The mouth of the valley and the surrounding mountains were clearly under the influence of a formation, preventing the Spiritual Energy from leaking out, thus concealing the unique nature of the Spiritual Energy in this place.

The Spiritual Energy of this blessed land was more than ten times that of the outside world. After entering the valley, Fang Wang began to sit cross-legged and gather Qi, while Xiao Zi continued to check the storage bags, her serpentine eyes occasionally glancing towards the distant Tu Caiyi.

Inside the valley was a flat plain, lush with flowers and plants, and though there were not many trees, those present were tall and magnificent. Tu Caiyi lay on the trunk of a large tree, feigning sleep, her posture exposing her thigh, coincidentally facing Fang Wang.