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Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Cui Heng was transmigrated to another world and the system told him that the new world he was in was a high-grade Xianxia world. It was a world where Celestial Kings soared the sky and terrifying monsters ruled the lands. The strong would destroy a planet if their mood was bad and Cui Heng trembled in fear when he learned of how scary the new world was. Thankfully, the system had granted him the protection that last for 300 years. As long as he remained in the safety zone, he would not receive any damage. With his safety secured, he began his cultivation training for the next 300 years. Throughout the years as he trained, some people entered his safety zone by mistake. There was a peasant who was once a monk and a beggar. Despite that, he still had the dream of bringing peace to the land and saving the lives of millions. There was a noble who was once called the once-in-a-million-year genius. Yet, luck wasn't at his side and his talent fell and was laughed at by others for years. There was a princess whose only wish was to find her older brother. She could've become a celestial but decided to remain in the human realm to wait for her brother's return. There was a weak lady who was plagued with illness from birth but had the goal of adventuring and helping the poor and weak. ... Cui Heng befriended these people and even gave them a few pointers before they left. 300 years later, when the protection period had ended, he had finally mastered the Golden Core. Even then, he was still reluctant to go to the outside world. But when he did, he realized that the world was merely a world of Wuxia.

Sole Cloud Flying Cave · Oriental
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792 Chs

Nirvana, Living a Second Life

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

"Little Master, you are?"

Wei Xiong could not help but ask.

After all, it was more than a thousand li from Luo'an County City to Yuzhou's Golden Light Mountain. There were also three large mountains to pass through in between. The roads were extremely rugged, and there were many places where it was impossible to travel by horseback.

If not for the fact that their martial cultivation was not weak, it would be impossible for them to arrive here in just five days.

They were naturally unwilling to return empty-handed.

"Little Master, we really have something important to address." Ren Yuankui also took a step forward and pressed his palms together. "This matter is very important to the Baolin Buddhist Hall. Please…"

"Amitabha!" The young monk suddenly chanted a Buddhist proclamation. At the same time, he waved his hand, and his sleeve trembled. Immediately, a strong wind blew, and sand and rocks flew.