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Ancient Godly Monarch

In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together. For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator. Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens. Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.

Jing Wuhen · Oriental
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2053 Chs

Snatching Once More

It was unknown how long this ancient towering tree had stayed alive for.

Qin Wentian was currently walking towards its fruits, which emanated the will from the Mandate of Space.

The reason for him wanting these fruits wasn't for himself. He wanted them for Qing`er.

From his journey from the Sky Harmony City up till now, there were several who had helped him before. His foster father Qin Chuan, his esteemed teacher Mustang, his senior sister Luo Huan, and also Fairy Qingmei. Qin Wentian owed a debt of gratitude to these people.

Especially to the ephemeral ice-cold celestial maiden Qing’er. He owed her far too much.

Qing’er wasn't great at conversing, she preferred to remain in silence. She’d always had a cold temperament, but back then because of an order from Fairy Qingmei, she had remained at his side, protecting him from the shadows. Just like that, about seven to eight years had already passed.