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Cultivation: I Inherite The Strongest Account In A Sect Simulator

Jiang Yining was transmigrated to a cultivation world and became the master of the Tianyan Sect. Unfortunately, the sect was broke and he only had three disciples. Just as everything was about to fall even further apart, he received the Golden Finger. To make it even more interesting, the Golden Finger was an idle cultivation game that Jiang Yining had played in his previous world. [Welcome back, long-time player. You will inherit your old account that has been idled for a million years.] From the game, Jiang Yining could receive martial arts, resources, fates, buildings, skills, and even spiritual roots from checking in and completing quests. He vowed that he would use the rewards to grow his own sect. In the world of cultivation existed prestigious families, sects, kingdoms, and even celestial sects. Everyone's goal was to ascend to a celestial being. However, years later, Jiang Yining and his Tianyan Sect sat on the Long River and looked down at the people still struggling in the celestial realm.

Manly Kiss · 東方
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210 Chs

Huang Chaoyu Makes a Move, a Mysterious Opponent Requests For 3v3

編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Alright, lie down and rest well," Jiang Yiming helped Gu Lingfei apply some medicine for knife wounds.

"You brat, to be honest, your moves were really ruthless! Not bad, you have my bearing!"

The Zhenlei Sect's disciple was now in a state where one didn't know whether he would live or die.

Although this was just a sparring match, since both sides had used their killing moves, there was no right or wrong.

Jiang Yiming called for Old Ling to look after Gu Lingfei.

He then got up and returned to the training ground.

At this moment, his emotions were somewhat complicated.

His eldest disciple had won a miserable victory in the first round.

He only had five disciples, to begin with.

Now, only four of them were left who could fight.

Although the rules were that the challengers couldn't be of a higher realm than them, no one could guarantee that the remaining few disciples could persevere the rounds of challengers.