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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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Thunderstorm, My Paradise!

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

"He isn't Han Tuhu?" A high-pitched voice came from the other side. "Tell me about it. What happened exactly after you were engaged?"

Li Yao frowned. The voiceprint of the other speaker turned into several dull straight lines on his lens.

It was obvious that the guy was manipulating his vocal cord with a certain piece of sound-changing magical equipment.

The speaker's voice had been disguised. It was impossible for him to find out the speaker's identity through it.

Duanmu Ming relayed everything that had happened after he encountered Li Yao as quickly as possible. The other speaker simply listened in silence and did not comment.

Twenty-five seconds… Twenty-six seconds…

On the lens on Li Yao's retina, a 3D map of the capital city of the Star Glory Federation was being magnified. The rough coordinates were turning into a series of data, and the specific location was about to be ascertained.