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The Universe is Innately Just

Every coin has two faces. Goodness is balanced by evil. Any concept has a counterpart. New Casablanca was the same. A fantastic city full of science and progress, yet such a dark side so dirty no one dares even talking about it. This is the hometown of a young man, Fell Pluck. Unfortunately, it was decided by the gods that he should be born in the slums of the city, the core, where you had to fight every day in the hope of living another one. "Choose your path, change your destiny, show your might. Unleash your will and show them your worth. I revealed to you the way of cultivation; the rest is up to you.." A. In the end, like a butterfly softly landing on a petal, a simple encounter can change the course of events... ################################# As many of you have noticed, UIJ has gone premium! To celebrate this, we're going to have triple daily release! You're in for quite the adventure with this novel, bear with me and I'll be sure to keep on working the quality of my work. "The Universe is Innately Just" is my first work on webnovel.com. Add me to your library if you enjoy the read! Comments and Power Stones help a lot. If you want to support me, do not hesitate to leave some! ############################ Support your author with a warm cup of coffee. :) https://ko-fi.com/lividedge

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Battle Tendencies Part Four

Fell stood on the wall for the next few hours that passed, he regulated his breathing and continued further refining the enormous soul power he had absorbed.

He couldn't help but feel bloated from the sudden increase of power, and as he didn't know how things would go far for New Casablanca. He preferred staying here, cultivating and guarding the city at the same time.

"Man… I'm so hungry…", mumbled the young cultivator with a gurgling stomach that didn't betray his honesty. "I've picked up a few nutritious looking beasts earlier, eating them would definitely relieve me from this grating sensation", he exclaimed in a low tone-his hand rubbed his sore stomach-while pondering on whether he should distance himself from the mass of soldiers or simply do the deeds here.