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Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

“So, you have been lying to me all this time?” She raised her head and realized that the face of her senior brother, one who she knew so well, was unfamiliar and scary. “What are you talking about?” Her senior brother scoffed and shook his finger. “All I can say is that none of you knew who I really am.” He then turned around and walked towards the Sky Throne, a symbol of absolute power. Master Sword Aura, Sea of Flame, Star Light… The dozens of skills that were used to stop the man from approaching the Sky Throne simply bounced off him. All the skills simply vanished into thin air. “No!” Xu Yingling bit her lip and turned to look at An Zhisu and Shi Liuli. They exchanged glances. All the despair, sadness, fear, and even love, were now meaningless. The only thing that was important at the moment was to stop that man. ... A cultivation novel. The main character used his cheat ability, Time Travel, to secretly live among all the powerful sects while learning their skills. He eventually managed to gain the power to approach the Sky Throne and become an immortal. However, it seemed that things weren’t going as smoothly as he had planned…"

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Chapter 63: The Immortal Stroked My Head, Bestowed Upon Me Fine Gifts

"Where am I...?"

Shi Liuli slowly sat up, dazed in place for a while.

She looked around, but didn't see Luo Yan's figure, only the phantom of a Taoist priest, seated cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his eyes closed in meditation.

She suddenly realized: She seemed to have entered a secret realm.

But what about her younger martial brother?

"Senior," Shi Liuli hesitantly asked, "have you seen my younger martial brother? The male cultivator whose eyes are always slightly squinted, and who has a silly smile..."

"This is the Minor Heavenly King's Mansion," the Taoist priest said indifferently, "provided for trialists who enter the secret realm to study Daoist magic."

Even though it was just a phantom of the priest, it still inherited the original owner's memories and personality.

Having promised Luo Yan not to talk too much, he definitely wouldn't say an extra word.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Shi Liuli, who wore a confused expression, and asked: