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I Can Copy Talents Unlimitedly

Jiang Lei, a young man from Earth, dies under mysterious circumstances and wakes up in a new world. A world where martial arts is the supreme path, cultivators defy the heavens and ancient secrets lurk in the shadows. He finds himself in the body of another Jiang Lei, an outer sect disciple of the Azure Sect who also died mysteriously. He finds that he has a system—the Supreme Copy System—that allows him to copy the abilities of anyone he touches. With this system, he hopes to become stronger and survive in this ruthless world. But he soon realizes that this is not as easy as he thought. A dark conspiracy is brewing behind the scenes, and he faces enemies from all the sides. Will he be able to overcome the challenges and reach the peak of cultivation? Or will he fall victim to the schemes of his enemies and lose his life? Follow Jiang Lei's journey as he copies various talents and skills from beasts, humans and even divine beings, and leads his way to the eternal invincibility. [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching Li Xun and obtaining Intermediate Level- Fire Talent.] [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching the Inferno Lion and obtaining High Level -Fire Talent.] [Congratulations to the Host for successfully touching Sword God and obtaining Ultimate Dao of Sword Talent.]

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Chapter 157: Another Surprise

This choice was not surprising and within everyone's expectations. With Ming Feng's Intermediate Wind talent, Wind Peak was the natural choice for him to go further in his cultivation path.

Qing Feng nodded, his expression a mix of satisfaction at gaining a talented new disciple, and sympathy for Ming Feng's plight. "Welcome to Wind Peak, Ming Feng. I know this must be the hardest time you have ever faced. Although the time now is tough for you, it will pass soon enough. All you need to do is trust yourself and your sister."

"I will master Qing. Thank you for your guidance."

Ming Feng gave a faint nod, but it seemed his mind was elsewhere, lost in thoughts of his missing sister. 

After his final bow, he stepped down from the stage, his movements slow and heavy, as if the weight of the mountain were pressing on his shoulders.

After Ming Feng's departure, Elder Yu's voice rang out once more.