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Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chen Qiu had transmigrated to an Immortal World, where in this world of immortals— there were Heavenly Dao Decrees, a panel-like "Heavenly Pride Leaderboard," and numerous entries. ... Every cultivator, upon breaking through a Great Realm, could obtain an entry. Different entries combined to define the cultivator's limits and directions for development. Some cultivators relied on the entry combination of “Nine Ox Power” + “Hundred Percent Accuracy” + “Ignore Barrier” to marry into the Dragon Clan and became the greatest Beast Master in history. Others relied on the entry combination of “Nonsensical Babble” + “Deceive the Junior, Fool the Senior” + “Martyr's Command,” becoming the greatest State Preceptor in history. Meanwhile, Chen Qiu's first entry, “Rise Through the Ranks,” allowed him to choose one out of three random entries each time he broke through a small realm. From then on... Various entry fusion techniques, astonishing the human world! ... When everyone in this world had a golden finger, it all came down to whose destiny was tougher!

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Chapter 120: "How is it, Brother Qiu, is it a tenth-grade Golden Core?

"The scholar said you can't take the Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill, which confirms you have a special cultivation method."

"And if I remember correctly..."

"Nonsense, that entry precisely involves enhancing one's Cultivation through lies and deception!"

"That's not it either."

Fat Long slapped his head, feeling like it was about to explode, and furrowed his brows, "But you haven't even spoken, how could you deceive others, and clearly your Cultivation hasn't reached the Golden Core, whereas the State Preceptor's Cultivation must have."

The scholar remained silent.

Fat Long had already overturned his own logic many times.

After that, Fat Long paid no more attention to the scholar's brother and also silently sat beside the campfire, beginning to ponder seriously. He always felt like his reasoning was correct, even if the State Preceptor wasn't the scholar's brother.

But...