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I am the young master

Opening his eyes, he finds himself in the "unfamiliar ceiling" scene. After going through the body's memories, he finds that he transmigrated into a cultivation world. However, there is a problem: Why does it appear from everything around him that he is the young master who is slain by the MC, also known as the plane's child? How would he implement his "try not to die" plan? {This is not going to be one of those forced Pokémon harems, so let the romance build...} Discord link: https://discord.gg/SC9HNKVj5e

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Building the wall

——(POV third person)——

At this point in time, 29 disciples were here in the fort and 20 new disciples would soon enter the vicinity. It wasn't hard to guess that these twenty were representing two holy lands as it is harder for disciples from the smaller powers to work together in such a large group when they don't have something that binds them together like the sect's disciples have.

Group leaders gathered to welcome the newcomers who entered the fort.

The newcomers were from the Temple of Emptiness and the Divine Arrow sect. The Buddhist monks were easy to locate and the bows that the Divine Arrow sect's disciples were carrying were hard to miss.

"Namo Amitabhaya Buddhaya." Xuan Muni, the leader of the disciples from the Temple of Emptiness said as he bowed a little. (A/N: lit: Bow for the sake of Amitabha Buddha)