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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 **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · Romance
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The young man's heart almost stopped beating.

The illusionary world in front of him shattered like butterflies in a storm.

The broken bodies of the butterflies formed a glamorous picture again.

In the endless sea of stars, a road that looked like a galaxy extended to the other side. The silver road was covered in burning thorns. The burnt thorns were secreting venomous liquids that were more painful than death.

This was the road to 'truth'.

This was the road leading to 'human beings'.

Was he really going to embark on such a path?

Gus swallowed hard. He felt that molten steel was spurting out of his chest.

Although he knew that it was probably the work of the devil, he could not say anything, nor did he want to.

"Let's go."

Lu Qingchen smiled and grabbed the young man's wrist, not caring what Gus was thinking. "Let's go to the final battlefield!"

Disoriented, Gus returned to the casualty camp.