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Reverend Insanity

With his Three Fundamental Views* unrighteous, the demon is reborn. An old dream in the ancient days, a new author with an identical name. An old story about a time traveler who was constantly being reborn. An eccentric world that grows, cultivates, and uses Gu. The Spring Autumn Cicada, Moonlight Gu, Liquor worm, Comprehensive Golden Light Worm, Fine Black Hair Gu, Hope Gu. . . . . . And a peerless great demon that freely acts to his heart’s content. Translator's Synopsis: A story of a villain, Fang Yuan who was reborn 500 years into the past with the Spring Autumn Cicada he painstakingly refined. With his profound wisdom, battle and life experiences, he seeks to overcome his foes with skill and wit! Ruthless and amoral, he has no need to hold back as he pursues his ultimate goals. In a world of cruelty where one cultivates using Gu - magical creatures of the world - Fang Yuan must rise up above all with his own power. -------------------------------- Gu is a legendary venomous insect, often used in black magic practices. It can take on the form of several insects, usually snakes, crickets, worms etc. * = one's world view, values of worth and philosophy on life

Gu Zhen Ren · 東方
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2334 Chs

Short Break

編集者: Atlas Studios

Half a month later.

In Fang Yuan's dead immortal aperture, two wills were in a fierce struggle.

One will was like specks of starlight, flickering brightly. The other will was illusory, suddenly going in and retreating just as suddenly.

They were a star will and a fake will.

These two wills had already fought for seven minutes. The star will was slowly unable to keep up with the fake will, and was showing signs of losing.

However, with a shift of Fang Yuan's mind, a new portion of will descended from the sky and joined the battle like reinforcements, immediately changing the battle situation.

In the end, the fake will was defeated miserably with only a few fragments of it remaining.

"Fang, Fang Yuan, you… will die… a terrible death…" The fake will could not condense into any form, and used all its strength to curse in a stammering voice.

A curse from such a weak being was simply of no importance.