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Ace Of Terrans

Loose cultivator Shi Lang gradually found himself in the realm of invincibility. However, when he finally tried to ascend to the higher realm, the spirit of the world was nearly exhausted. So, between his ascension to a new world or the well-being of his home, he chose the latter and sacrificed his life to save the world. Nobody knew what he gave up for the world, and he told no one. Although his sacrifice had gone unsung, there was still someone who witnessed everything. A treasured artifact he carried on his body preserved his soul and let it escape a tragic end. Eons passed. The human race stepped out from the age of cultivation into an age of stellar conquest. The spirit energy in the world was now scarce, but humans found other means to excel. In this highly-advanced time, Shi Lang's soul has found a chance to be reborn. What happens when an ancient cultivator that neared the level of a deity before his first death gets a second chance at life in the space age? ... Cover Credits: ropreker#8513(discord) Fonts and Final editing credits: Not gonna tell y'all. XD

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All In Good Faith.

The people had their minds blown by what Sovereign Kamandala said. He asked Shi Lang to be his master. However, the Terran had a really composed expression on his face. It was not as if he was not shocked, but he regained his composure in a few moments. 

Everyone was looking at Shi Lang and thinking what would he do. Yanshu said, 'I bet he will say yes.' 

Lao Xu smiled and asked, 'What is the wager old man Yanshu? You cannot bet without a stake.' 

Yanshu thought and said, 'One scripture scroll that I found in the god-field? However, the principle gambling states that you must meet the ante.' 

Lao Xu nodded calmly and said, 'That is true, now, I will give you a pill that I found in the ruins of the god-field.' 

The people were all surprised and Sovereign Healing Hands asked, 'What is the effect of that pill?' 

Lao Xu replied, 'It heals injuries on your soul.'