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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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The Path of Your Own!

Editor: Henyee Translations

The two mentors who almost looked identical nodded at the same time. One of the mentors scanned Liao Meng's face with blue light emanating from his eyes.

Oddly enough, under his eyes, the veins on Liao Meng's face all bulged, and the man seemed to be wearing a bloody mask.

Now, everybody could see that Liao Meng's boiling blood was running all over his body and his face.

"Mr. Liao Meng, you're out," said the mentor with blue eyes coldly.

"I'm out?"

It was not until ten seconds later that Liao Meng finally realized what it meant. His pupils constricted as he stared at Chu Zhiyun and Tang Ka.

For a moment, Tang Ka even suspected that Liao Meng would lunge at him.

But eventually, Liao Meng simply jumped back after a scream, trying to escape from the supermarket.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

His portable crystal processor shrieked. It was like a burning shackle that was restraining a rash and furious soul.