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I Have A Cultivation World

After 6,000 years of development by the immortal sect on Planet Earth, all of the leyline spiritual energy was controlled by the country. They only released enough spiritual energy for the cultivators to breathe. If a cultivator wanted to use the spiritual energy to train themselves, they would have to pay the immortal sect for that. Chen Mobai was a senior high school student at the Fifth High School of the Immortal Sect. He was studying for his entrance exam at the colleges of the immortal sect. His biggest dream was to achieve the Foundation Establishment Realm until he was transmigrated to a cultivation world. “There’s no one here despite how dense the spiritual energy is?” “Wait! Isn’t this the legendary spiritual herb? Are these not extinct here?” “Huh? Is this the method to extract one’s Spiritual Root? Also, isn’t this a divine technique?” “What a powerful cultivator! Please accept me as your disciple!” As his life in the cultivation world continued, his dream changed.

Pure Nine Lotus Lamp · Oriental
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1140 Chs

Chapter 210 Liquid Spiritual Power_1

Chen Mobai put down the wine glass in his hand, his tone calm.

Qi Rui and Xi Jinghuo looked at each other, not knowing where the "good" is in this situation.

"Younger Brother Chen, although you have a rank-2 flying sword, you may win against some weaker True Disciples. However, Sister Ding Ying has occupied the position of a True Disciple for thirteen years now. Even without using the symbolic flower armor from our talisman making department, she has a solid prospect of advancing into the True Disciples,"

As a cultivator in the same talisman making department, Qi Rui understood Ding Ying's strength best.

In the past ten years, Ding Ying had been filling the number.

But after E Yun and his group of people either established their foundations or retreated, she was now considered the first level in true lineage.

"Actually, the person I want to face is Mu Yuan."

But Chen Mobai's words made even Xi Jinghuo, the immortal second generation, unable to resist taking a cold breath.