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The Mage of Primordial Chaos

Please check out my newest book, Xianxia Online! --- From the moment Xuan Kai was born, he was fated to suffer. Devoid of any magical powers in a world where arcane power rules all, no one could protect him after his parents were assassinated. Betrayed by his friends, cheated on by his fiancee, and humiliated by his own family, no one would've blamed him if he ended his own life. However, he remembered his mother's final words as she passed him a stone pendant - "Live on." And as he held the rough rock in his hand, unbeknownst to himself, a never seen before magic element began waking in his body... "If fate wants to make me suffer, I will defy fate itself. If destiny wants me to die, I'll kill destiny first. If the heavens want to crush me, I will stand up against even the heavens!" ---------- Other novels: Endzone: Simulated Apocalypse/Xianxia Online/Ascension: Online/The Legendary Ghost Hunter Discord: https://discord.gg/g326rUc5Jv Support my friend's cause! https://gofund.me/957b8a05 ---------- The first arcs of this story have some illogical parts/interactions to it, which I apologize for. This is my first novel, so I wasn't that good at the time. However, if you keep reading beyond (chapter 80-100+) I guarantee you will not regret it. ---------- Note: The background image isn't mine. DM me on Discord for removal. ----------

Cyclxne · Fantasia
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632 Chs

Advancement (3)

"Now then...next, Feng Mian," Song Qian Long said after Yu An Xue accepted her reward.

"Yes!" Feng Mian replied, walking up to his desk, fidgeting excitedly.

"Hm...from the information I have here...you possess the Ice, Shadow, and Poison elements. An overall assassin-type, correct?"

Feng Mian nodded several times, and Song Qian Long smiled as if he had just thought of something.

"Well, I think I have something here that you may like, then..." he murmured mysteriously as he pulled opened his own Space Locket in the form of a ring and took out what looked like a purple cloak. "Here."

Feng Mian appeared confused, but took the cloak in his outstretched arm regardless. "This is...?"

After closing his Space Locket again, Song Qian Long began explaining.