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My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Jiang Changsheng was reincarnated as the crown prince of the Jing Kingdom. However, he was switched at birth and was sent to grow up in a temple. He was raised as a Taoist. The change in his fate was devastating. Fortunately, he was able to awaken the Survival System and gained the power to not die from aging. Every time he survived a dangerous event, he could receive rewards. His senior brother almost killed him by accident. He was lucky enough to survive that and was rewarded with the Divine Shadow Kick. He almost got crushed when the ceiling fell on top of him during an earthquake. He was able to obtain the Nine Seeking Divine Dragon Step. After surviving the demon invasion, he was rewarded with the magic treasure, Demon Subduing Mace. This was a world where kingdoms stood tall, demons rampaged in the wild, martial arts ruled the street, and where Gods did not exist. 300 years had passed. The Jing Kingdom was starting to fall. The dukes came together and made the emperor their puppet. The kingdom was divided. After decades of internal conflicts, the kingdom was on the verge of being invaded. The citizens were pretty much living in hell. The puppet king, Jiang Xuanzhen, arrived at the temple and begged, “Ancestor, I apologize for being weak! Please! Help us regain our glory!”

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791 Chs

What is an Immortal God, Purple Gold Gourd

Editor: Henyee Translations

In Shuntian City, after the heavy rain, cries could be heard all over the city. Even though there was no blood, there were still figures lying on the ground.

Emperor Shuntian sat in front of the imperial study. He tried his best to circulate his true qi, but his face was still pale.

An extremely potent poison wreaked havoc in his body, numbing his bones and tendons. Even though he could not feel any pain, the gradual loss of consciousness made him panic, as if death was approaching.

Ordinary citizens who did not have any strength or were weak would soon fall into a coma and die without any pain. However, for strong people like him, it was torture.

"Damn it…"