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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

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Chapter 356: Heavenly Dao Infinite Book of Changes Great Perfection

Xiao Zi wanted to say more, but Fang Wang sensed something and waved his hand, "They're coming, you should find a room to hide in."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zi slipped away immediately.

Ten minutes later, the door opened, and Yang Lin'er and Yang Jun walked in.

It had been a week since Yang Jun was rescued by Xiao Zi. He had been scared out of his wits, fleeing back to his home country overnight, resting for three days before he dared to venture outside again.

"Brother Wang."

Yang Jun raised his hand and greeted Fang Wang with a forced smile.

Fang Wang stood up to welcome them and casually took the takeout from Yang Lin'er's hands.

"What's wrong? You don't look so good," Fang Wang asked with feigned concern. At the moment, Yang Jun's face was deathly pale as if he had been through a serious illness.

Yang Lin'er complained, "Don't even mention it, this guy came back and wouldn't say anything, nor would he go home. This afternoon he called and insisted on coming to see you."