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Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Cui Heng was transmigrated to another world and the system told him that the new world he was in was a high-grade Xianxia world. It was a world where Celestial Kings soared the sky and terrifying monsters ruled the lands. The strong would destroy a planet if their mood was bad and Cui Heng trembled in fear when he learned of how scary the new world was. Thankfully, the system had granted him the protection that last for 300 years. As long as he remained in the safety zone, he would not receive any damage. With his safety secured, he began his cultivation training for the next 300 years. Throughout the years as he trained, some people entered his safety zone by mistake. There was a peasant who was once a monk and a beggar. Despite that, he still had the dream of bringing peace to the land and saving the lives of millions. There was a noble who was once called the once-in-a-million-year genius. Yet, luck wasn't at his side and his talent fell and was laughed at by others for years. There was a princess whose only wish was to find her older brother. She could've become a celestial but decided to remain in the human realm to wait for her brother's return. There was a weak lady who was plagued with illness from birth but had the goal of adventuring and helping the poor and weak. ... Cui Heng befriended these people and even gave them a few pointers before they left. 300 years later, when the protection period had ended, he had finally mastered the Golden Core. Even then, he was still reluctant to go to the outside world. But when he did, he realized that the world was merely a world of Wuxia.

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Problematic "Immortal True Essence"

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

Daoist Three Yang's footsteps paused imperceptibly. Then, he looked at Cui Heng with a puzzled expression and said in a daze, "Senior, why do you say that?"

Cui Heng still had a smile on his face as he said, "I heard from Perfected Zhang that Daoist Three Yang was already the Sect Master of Daoyi Palace 3,000 years ago and was already a Taiyi Mystic Deity."

"…" Daoist Three Yang fell silent when he heard this, but his expression was still puzzled. "Senior, what are you trying to say?"

"So why are you only 1,700 years old?" Cui Heng chuckled.

To him, who was already at the Nascent Soul realm, it was very easy to sense a person's vitality. He could tell at a glance how many years a living being had lived.

"What exactly does Senior want to do?" Daoist Three Yang's expression darkened. His identity was his greatest secret.