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Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave. At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance. 【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】 【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】 【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】 ………… In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together. From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history. Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.

Nanshan Mist Leopard · Fantasi Timur
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462 Chs

Chapter 130: What Matters and What Doesn't

As autumn neared, the forest was carpeted with thick, fallen leaves, the dusk light falling through the branches, casting deep, fragmented shadows of withering leaves.

Miao Luan remained composed, scrutinizing Chu Zheng, who was seated in the desolate woods not far away, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Compared to the last time's unruliness, this time, the young man in front of her appeared much more kempt, his hair neatly combed and adorned with a golden crown, wearing a flame-patterned vestment robe that added a touch of nobility.

Ever since Chu Zheng had contacted her through the Life Soul, she had been uncontrollably nervous, unsure of what Chu Zheng truly intended.

Since the incident at the Immortal Martial Battlefield, she had understood more clearly that the seemingly gentle young man before her was an absolute ruthless figure who was not to be provoked.

After a brief hesitation, Miao Luan bowed:

"Miao Luan greets the Taixuan Holy Son."

"No need for such formalities."

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