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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

Let me laugh · Oriental
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485 Chs

Chapter 353 Pondering Destiny, Changing Life

After seeing Yang Lin'er off, Fang Wang turned around and boarded a train carriage going in the opposite direction. He was ready to wander around and clear his mind.

Once he had relaxed, he planned to merge the Heavenly Dao Immensity Scripture with the Xuandu The Book of Changes to reach a new height in his Inner Strength.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed and the Lunar New Year arrived, leaving East Sea City considerably quieter.

That night, Fang Wang lay on his sofa at home, watching TV.

He realized that after spending a lot of time in modern society, one doesn't need much time to unwind because there are too many entertainment options here. Just half a month had made him feel almost fully vented.

Hum—

Fang Wang's phone vibrated once. He picked it up and, without needing to guess, knew it was a message from Yang Lin'er about how she was spending the festival at home.