Silavin
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Chen Changan went inside the temple to resume nibbling at the tiger leg. The meat was damn succulent, tender and aromatic, juicy yet not fat, so chewy and it didn’t stick between the teeth; a gourmet ingredient. The foxtail was looking down as it leaned on the wall. Chen Changan noticed, chuckling, “Foxy, what’s wrong? A plant yearns for meat?” Foxy swayed then pointed at Ling Bao’er as if to say, Chen Changan chuckled. The foxtail had been an…-
218.5 K • Ongoing
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Chen Changan took a large bite out of the tiger leg, giving Ling Bao’er an odd look. After the lightning tribulation tempering, Ling Bao’er shone like a gem, her body remade, and the flow of spiritual power surged like a flood through her meridians. She was on cloud nine after feeling all these changes. “Master, I feel so light.” Chen Changan smiled, though he still didn’t know how much creation upgraded her talent. “Why not try cultivating?”…
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Dark clouds gathered above, the pressure taking one’s breath away. *Boom~* Lightning fell, snaking through the air and carbonizing anything it touched. The terrible power struck fear into every being’s soul in sight. The demons and monsters of Myriad Mountains looked in Soaring Immortal Mountain’s direction, shaken from the display of raw power. Last night was that ridiculous punch sending an immortal treasure down, and now a deadly lightning tribulation showed up. What hell…
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Beyond Soaring Immortal Mountain, a black mist scattered to reveal a pale and terrified Qiu Qiantu gasping for air. Glancing back at the Soaring Immortal Mountain, the terror only mounted. It felt a dream to Qiu Qiantu that he actually made it out alive from an encounter with a Nascent Soul expert. He figured the rest of his team had to be mincemeat by now. “To think an average place like Soaring Immortal Mountain housed a Nascent Soul cultivator. But that still isn’t enough to…
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Chen Changan flexed his mind and dumped all of them into the Absolute Domain, increasing its range by 15 meters. “Master, how should we handle the Ghost Skull Sect?” Ling Bao’er called out to Chen Changan. She killed three Golden Core cultivators and got her revenge. This had her thrilled, especially since they were so much stronger than her. She beamed with joy. Ling Bao’er’s mind was set then and there, to look after her Master, cooking him the best food ever to…
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Qiu Qiantu shivered all over, feeling a chill creeping over his every fiber. He knew exactly how strong Li Batian was, a 9th layer Golden Core, the peak of Ghost Province. With no Nascent Soul around, Li Batian’s cultivation allowed him to run amok throughout the province. Yet after a mere blink, Li Batian’s cultivation was now down to Qi Refining. He watched the laughing Chen Changan with horror. Qiu Qiantu grimaced and gasped as he staggered back. “Sect Leader,…
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“Here I was expecting some bigshot but it’s just a puny mortal.” Li Batian snickered. Qiu Qiantu eyed him, “A mortal through and through.” Ling Bao’er complained, “Humph, Master is no mortal. He even killed Li Xiao, so get lost while you have the chance.” Chen Changan smacked her again for that remark. “Ow, why did you hit me again, Master?” Chen Changan glared, “Stay quiet. No one would think that you are mute if you just stay silent!”…
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It was the dawn of a glorious day, with Chen Changan humming in the temple while he took a hot and relaxing bath. Outside, Ling Bao’er manned a homemade stove, fanning the flames just right to get the tiger meat stew to cook above the crackling wood. Next to her, a foxtail was swaying. The water was boiling in the pot, sending an intoxicating aroma of meat that made Ling Bao’er’s eyes glitter as she drooled. “Foxy, the demon tiger meat is so rich that it smells divine.”…
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Ling Bao’er was overwhelmed as she held the restored Sacred Immortal Sword. “Master, this is definitely the immortal treasure that fell last night!” Chen Changan shook his head, “How can something so weak be an immortal treasure?” Ling Bao’er was in direct contact with Sacred Immortal Sword’s majestic power and was stumped. Chen Changan waved her off, “The vat outside the temple is filled with water. Place it inside then tend to breakfast.” Ling…
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