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Mu Chunqiu naturally didn’t know the full picture regarding Lu Yan’s situation. Though he spoke words of reassurance, he was actually quite worried about Lu Yan’s Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation level. Even if Taiyi Sect had someone like Moyezi—a worthless Golden Core cultivator—no one who made it to the True Disciple Selection was weak. Based on Mu Chunqiu’s estimation, if Lu Yan had already advanced to the Golden Core Realm and awakened one of the legendary Heaven’s Might…-
3.6 M • Ongoing
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As one of the oldest thirteen main bloodlines of the Immortal Dao version’s Taiyi Sect, the ten years’ worth of cultivation resources from the Four Seasons Lineage could no longer be measured in spirit stones. Especially those things that Lu Yan had never even heard of—each item practically represented the foundation of the oldest Immortal Dao sect. Any one of them, if placed in the outside world, would be enough to cause Nascent Soul True Lords to fight and kill over them. And these just…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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Outside the Floating Island, He Dongsheng had been standing guard since three days ago. During this time, even a Nascent Soul True Lord from the Mang Mountain branch sect had come to visit, but He Dongsheng rejected them all with the excuse that his master was in closed-door cultivation. Gazing at the island now hidden within the void, He Dongsheng understood clearly—this had to be his master unfolding the Luo Heaven Domain, removing the entire island from the threads of reality and causality,…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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“No! Strictly speaking, he is not yet an Immortal. In fact, he’s still an immeasurable distance away from becoming one.” Lu Yan decisively cast aside the exaggerated thought that had surfaced in his mind. Possessing the trait of “this world’s only one” did not mean that Mu Chunqiu could become an Immortal. It only meant that he now held the potential to do so. If becoming an Immortal were truly that simple, the cultivation world wouldn’t be limited to just the Ten Great Orthodox…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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In an instant, the spiritual energy across the entire floating island froze like ice. It was as if space itself had been gripped by an invisible hand—even drifting clouds halted mid-air. Clad in a dark Daoist robe, Spring-Autumn Master exuded the terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Every wisp of his aura seemed capable of tearing the void asunder. His gaze, sharp as a blade, bore directly into Lu Yan, gleaming with unfathomable light. Even more terrifying than that was the change in…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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The moment the word "little friend" left Mu Chunqiu's lips, Lu Yan instinctively recalled the entity behind the Longevity Version, causing a brief loss of composure. Though Mu Chunqiu had no connection to that entity, the phrase stirred a memory buried deep within Lu Yan's soul. Yet it was Mu Chunqiu's next sentence—"I've seen those eyes before"—that sent a chill crawling up Lu Yan's spine. Due to the cross-version nature of their existences, Mu Chunqiu might not remember the details, but Lu…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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"Master?" The expressions of the many Golden Core cultivators present froze for a moment before all changed dramatically. He Dongsheng was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and nearly thirty years old at that. With such a meager cultivation level at his age, he was far from outstanding in the entire Northern Mang Branch. Yet all the Golden Core cultivators present respectfully called He Dongsheng Little Grandmaster. This was solely because of the master behind him. Mu…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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“Moyezi!” Lu Yan’s brow furrowed instantly. He immediately recalled the invitation letter he had found on Xiao Shang—it had borne the very name: Taiyi Sect Moyezi. This man had released his oppressive aura without restraint while Lu Yan was cultivating, completely disregarding the possibility of him suffering backlash or Qi deviation. Then he immediately lashed out with accusations. It was clear—he came with hostile intent. Faced with such a person, Lu Yan saw no reason to be polite. He…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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“What was that?” A flash of uncertainty passed through Lu Yan’s eyes. Just moments ago, when he activated the Human Emperor Banner within his body to trace the source of the mysterious gaze, he had only glimpsed a white-haired elder wearing a look of sheer terror. Then the image collapsed, and the sensation of being watched silently vanished. Recalling the elder’s appearance in his mind, Lu Yan was certain he had never met the man. The gaze had come and gone without warning, likely the…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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The moment Xiao Shang’s soul was annihilated, Lu Yan suddenly sensed a strange aura within his spirit—something unknown that perished alongside his true soul. Lu Yan’s powerful Divine Soul enveloped Xiao Shang’s remains as he tried to grasp that peculiar trace of energy. But even with a soul rivaling that of a Golden Core cultivator, Lu Yan couldn’t touch it. The aura simply vanished into the world, leaving not a single trace. Lu Yan frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Xiao Shang’s…
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3.6 M • Ongoing
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