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My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Everyone says that Yi Qing is the number one sword cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one can surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always remained undefeated. To that, Yi Qing laughs and says, “That is because you do not know of my Master. If we speak of cultivation, I am not as good as she by a long mile. Thinking about it, at the start, out of the ten Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Realm, my Master beat up nine, and the one left was myself.” “Master? You actually have a Master! Who? Why haven't we ever heard of her?” “My Master is… Eh? Master? Master! And my Master? Has anyone seen my Master?” A person next to them quietly raised her paw. “I am here!” -_-||| The only problem Sheng Ying has after transmigrating is… that her level of presence is just too low!

You Qian · ファンタジー
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Taking A Disciple

編集者: Atlas Studios

"Fellow Immortal Lonemoon…" Bao Feiping asked in a worried tone, "Is Fellow Immortal Yi Qing… really all right?"

Lonemoon's mouth twitched a little as he answered, "Don't worry, he knows what he's doing… at least he should know."

What the hell does "he should know" mean?

And why did he dash straight into the kitchen the moment he got out from the Nine Firmanents Distortion Mirror?

Immortals don't need to eat, so although they had a kitchen, it was only used sparingly by some immortals who loved their food; the utensils were usually not complete.

But… even overlooking the fact that Yi Qing had oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on his person, why was he also equipped with pots, pans and food ingredients? He even had bowls, chopsticks and tea. These were hardly things one would take on a journey; it was more like he was moving house?

Huh, even if he were to pull out a set of tables and chairs, I'll not be surprised.

Then…