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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · SF
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3523 Chs

Old Jiang

編集者: Atlas Studios

"Understood, Father!"

The eldest son's face turned crimson, and his pores were enlarged to twice their original size. He unsheathed his saber and held it upside down in his hand. Looking around at the warriors of sacrifice behind him, he bellowed, "Everyone, it's time to take a different path now that the situation has turned so bad. Let's do it!"

"Wait—"

A death warrior, who was lurking in the deepest part of the shadow and wearing a bright green combat suit with fish scales, whose skin was as smooth as jade and whose age could not be distinguished, but whose aura was extremely strong, pushed everyone away and walked out. Staring at Song Bugui, he asked impolitely, "Fellow Cultivator Song, let me ask you one last time on behalf of everyone—have you really won over Elder Song Chenglong and Elder Song Feibao?"