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... Thousands of Miles!

Outside the Ninth Mountain.

A streak of golden light, tore through the sky and arrived.

The moment he stepped into the Ninth Mountain, he hesitated slightly, but then flew right in.

Di Wanyun’s face was incredibly somber.

He had thought that revenge was within easy reach, yet one mishap after another occurred.

Whether it was Luo Chen’s defense spell, which could be called the pinnacle of perfection, or Chu Kui’s abilit ...

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Leveling Up And Becoming Undefeatable

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After waking up in the body of the Young Master of the Luo family, he finds he has the knowledge of hundreds of games and Light Novels. However, he finds his Dantian is crippled, so he can’t practice cultivation! Luckily, he has the Upgrade system.

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I Keep Reincarnating, Why Is He Still Alive?

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[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.