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Cultivation: I Inherite The Strongest Account In A Sect Simulator

Jiang Yining was transmigrated to a cultivation world and became the master of the Tianyan Sect. Unfortunately, the sect was broke and he only had three disciples. Just as everything was about to fall even further apart, he received the Golden Finger. To make it even more interesting, the Golden Finger was an idle cultivation game that Jiang Yining had played in his previous world. [Welcome back, long-time player. You will inherit your old account that has been idled for a million years.] From the game, Jiang Yining could receive martial arts, resources, fates, buildings, skills, and even spiritual roots from checking in and completing quests. He vowed that he would use the rewards to grow his own sect. In the world of cultivation existed prestigious families, sects, kingdoms, and even celestial sects. Everyone's goal was to ascend to a celestial being. However, years later, Jiang Yining and his Tianyan Sect sat on the Long River and looked down at the people still struggling in the celestial realm.

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Naturally, he wouldn't keep his hands idle either.

He ruthlessly returned every attack to his opponent!

The anger of all these years seemed to be hidden in the seams of his fist!

The spiritual energy in his body was rapidly helping to repair his body and restore his strength.

Lei Yunyuan was naturally in no better state.

By cultivating this Body Forging Technique that strengthened one's body with spiritual energy, he had originally been unrivaled within his sect.

He could even win over opponents with a slightly higher cultivation realm in a sparring match.

"You, cough, cough, are also in the Core Formation Realm?"

"I've already become a Celestial, what Core Formation Realm are you talking about?"

The movements of the two people in the array had already slowed down quite a bit.

They were both gasping on their last breaths as they spoke.

Every time they spoke, fresh blood would gush out from their mouths.