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I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Transcendent awakening, Eternal Night is coming. Pei Jinye transmigrated into a Federation-controlled world as an ordinary high school student, starting off destitute and with a gloomy future. Luckily, he could pick up Attribute Light Groups and synthesize Transcendents. 【Spirit·Blood Spear】: Transform spiritual power into a spear, capable of Devouring the opponent's memories and stripping away their Transcendent! 【Body·King Kong】: Blood energy flourishing, King Kong with Furious Eyes, an invincible Physical Body! 【Power·Savage Mountain】: Unmatched stamina, a force that could swallow ten thousand miles! …… In the Year 404 of the Star Calendar, the divinations were extremely ominous. That year in the Eastern Continent, divine prophecies descended, and disciples of the old gods walked the earth. In the Western Continent, a vile flame shot into the sky, and a Taoist set off with his Golden Lotus. Swordsmen from the North Continent threw down the gauntlet, aiming to be the best in the world. Priests from the Southern Continent, in the name of the new gods, hunted the disciples of the old gods. And Central State became the central battlefield, embroiled in chaos, too preoccupied with internal strife to care for anything else. It was also this year that Pei Jinye agonized over whether he should infiltrate the Federation as a disciple of the old gods or hunt down the disciples of the old gods as a Federation enforcer... "How did everyone end up being my people in the end?"

Old Seal KK · Romance
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[165] Warrior of the Middle Three Realm, offers his technique in search of favor (thanks to a kind old friend for their rewarding support)_1

Jiang ancestral home.

The middle-aged butler stood in front of the rear mountain gate, holding a black umbrella. Without the old family head's permission, he dared not step beyond the threshold.

He waited quietly at this moment.

After a long while.

Finally, the sound of the door opening echoed, and the intercom on the iron door transmitted the voice of "Jiang Qingcang".

"Come in."

The middle-aged butler hurried into the rear mountain, and as he reached the corridor, he folded the black umbrella with a shake and placed it to one side, before quickly stepping up to the door and knocking respectfully.

"Master."

"Come in and speak," came a calm, aged voice from inside.

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