I Possessed a Demon Sovereign - Chapter 623 - : 618. Arriving at the Demon Palace

Upon awakening, Lu Xuan found himself as an ordinary spirit plant cultivator, tending to an acre of land merely scraping by in the realm of cultivation.

Fortunately, he stumbled upon an unexpected revelation: with each maturing spiritual plant, he received additional rewards.

Harvesting a The Firefly Grass yielded a Golden Sword Technique.

From the Blood-Devouring Vine, he obtained a Purification Talisman.

And the Phantom Spring Flower gifted him a prescription for the elusive Luminous Flame Pill.

Henceforth, he contentedly tended to his own spiritual fields, observing the tumultuous tides and shifts in the world of cultivation.

“Duels and clashes, expeditions into secret realms, immortal fortunes, obtaining mystical treasures… None of it concerns me!”

“I simply wish for peace and quiet to tend to my fields.”

Police officer, would you believe me if I say this is an Iyashikei game?

Heaven Concealing Great Sage Xie Chuan was plotted against by his enemy. Trapped within the God Burial Valley, he found a supreme martial technique hidden in a tomb called Demon Refining Heaven Swallowing technique.

Millions of years after the betrayal, reincarnated in a direct disciple’s body belonging to a small sect named Cloud Mist Sect, Xie Chuan finally broke out and escaped from God Burial Valley.

“In my previous life, I had only concealed the heaven with my hands. This life, I want to refine demons and swallow the heaven!”

The heaven swallowing expert who walked out of God Burial Valley was just born!

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