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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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Hundred Ghosts Edict

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

The mosquito that returned from hundreds of kilometers away over all the mountains hovered around his head for a while before it reached his mouth, only to be swallowed in the next second. The guy chewed it for a while, his cheeks moving up and down, and spat out a mouthful of green saliva. Then he chuckled.

"Black Nose was truly a dumbass who hadn't grown any more intelligent after decades. He was still as stupid as swine and as greedy as a dog. After the slightest incitation from the few villages, he was bold enough to perform a head-on attack on the Appeasing Ambassador's army!"

The green-spotted freak shook his head in disdain.

As his facial muscles were twisted, the birthmark that looked like a bird seemed to be flapping up and down, making it even more hideous.

The three thousand Sectors all originated from Pangu and Nuwa. The mysterious world that had never been visited before had been raised by Pangu or Nuwa, too.