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Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

"Black Myth: The Destined One" the mobile game, sent Li Ping'an back to the Journey to the West World where deities and Buddhas had perished, demons roamed freely, and the Three Realms had collapsed. The longer he survived, the stronger he became. Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, Magical Treasures... and the like were obtained from the game and could even be taken back to the real world. Black Bear Spirit Bodhisattva, Shadowy Moon Demon Lord, Howling Celestial Dog, Hundred Eyes Demon Lord Bodhisattva, King Huang Feng Bodhisattva, Old Buddha Huang Mei... One after another, those claiming to be immortals, Bodhisattvas, and Buddha Ancestors fell beneath his staff. Only after he had acquired wealth and status in the real world through the Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, and Magical Treasures obtained from the game, did he realize that the real world was nothing more than the Nineteenth Layer of Hell in the Journey to the West World... With an undying heart, at ease and carefree, the Destined One Li Ping'an embarked on Journey to the West once more!

The four seas churn as the clouds and water rage · Urbano
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Chapter 152: Martial Cultivator vs Taoist Cultivator, Who Can Win?_4

"Oh, so it's the reclusive expert from the Flame Cloud Sect, my apologies!"

The two government officials immediately bowed respectfully to Xie Wenren.

Seeing the government officers react with such astuteness upon hearing the great name of his sect, Xie Wenren's arrogance increased. In contrast, he considered Mahaparinirvana, the Defrocked Monk with his rough unbridled nature and a body covered in fancy tattoos, to certainly be an uncivilized monk from some lesser-known local temple.

Xie Wenren stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a face full of haughty disdain as he watched Mahaparinirvana, waiting for a chance to mock him.

"Which temple does this mage belong to?"

The two government officials, just as cautious, continued to inquire.

"Oh, I come from the Qingliang Temple of Mount Wutai..."

Mahaparinirvana replied honestly, but no sooner had he spoken than the two officers became superficially respectful and derisively shook their heads, saying:

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