Jessica Brown
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- The thin cultivator smiled slightly upon hearing Song Wen's response. "Fellow cultivator, there's no need to provoke me. I'm not going to easily reveal the name of that Foundation Establishment family." "If you're truly interested, you can come to the Ghost Market's eastern outskirts, ten miles away from the Three Rivers Confluence after the hour of Shen." "We, the thirteen cultivators, will gather there to discuss attacking the Foundation Establishment…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Half an hour later, Song Wen arrived at the outskirts of the misty Ghost Market. He found himself at the entrance of a valley, entirely shrouded in thick mist. The deeper he went into the valley, the denser the mist became, making it hard to see clearly. According to the vendor's memory, following a small path in the valley for more than ten miles would lead him to the entrance of the Ghost Market, situated between two large mountains. Song Wen extended…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Song Wen left his small courtyard and closed the gate, glancing at Sun Daxiong, who was sitting and kneeling at the gate of the neighboring courtyard. The sudden disappearance of his daughter had completely devastated this man, who was usually spirited and full of energy. With a detached expression, Song Wen walked past Sun Daxiong and headed towards the district. Two quarters of an hour later, Song Wen, in disguise, entered a spirit beast shop. The…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Unable to find an opening in the surrounding rock walls, the black-armored insect searched towards the top of the cave. Effort yields results! After nearly an hour, it finally found a small hole in a depression at the top of the smaller cavern in the gourd-shaped cave. The black-armored insect crawled up the hole for more than ten meters, and the hole gradually widened. After climbing a few more meters, the hole became a vertical passage large enough for a…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Lei Tianyu stepped into the cave, arriving at the altar and placing Sun Ru on it. He then performed several more incantations on the circular disk, causing the cave entrance to revert to a stone wall. Unnoticed by him, before the entrance disappeared, a tiny bug slowly crawled into the cave. Arriving late, Song Wen, who had just reached the lakeside, stared at the dark lake surface for a while before retreating to a dense thicket, concealing his aura and…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- After refining two Blood Qi Pills, Song Wen could clearly feel his "Longevity Technique" cultivation had grown significantly. He was now very close to reaching the fifth layer of Qi Refining. Feeling elated, Song Wen had finally found a method to quickly enhance his cultivation. However, the potency of the pills was still somewhat lacking, and it took three days to successfully refine a batch of two pills each time, resulting in poor yields. Song Wen…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Looking at the sneaky man, Zhu Mei's icy face was full of disdain. She scolded sternly, "Zhao Dapeng, you schemed endlessly, disregarding the sect's rules, and in the end, you want to force me to marry this fool. You'd better abandon that idea early. Don't entertain such foolish thoughts." "Even though my son and I are weak, we would rather starve to death than live with your foolish brother." Zhu Mei threw out a cloth bag, her voice cold as she…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Thinking of her deep sorrow, Zhu Mei hugged her son and started to cry out loud. Three days ago, her son had just turned ten. Relying on her husband's legacy, she took her son to the enforcement team in the market to test his spiritual roots. Full of hope, she went, but returned in despair. Her son's spiritual roots were extremely poor, barely qualifying as first-grade. Such low-quality spiritual roots meant he didn't even have the qualifications to be a…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Fang Ning was secretly pleased, but his face remained impassive as he continued to speak. "I, Fang Ning, thank you all for your strong support. With all of us righteous cultivators working together, I believe it won't be long before the evil forces of the Corpse Demon Sect are eradicated." After some polite words, his tone turned sharper. "I hope everyone will work hard to draw talismans. Each person needs to submit a hundred talismans every ten days."…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Song Wen returned to his room and took out the jade slip for Thunder Palm, placing it on his forehead. In an instant, a large amount of information surged into Song Wen's mind. Moments later, the jade slip disintegrated into powder, and all the content of Thunder Palm's technique was imprinted in Song Wen's brain. With his eyes closed, Song Wen began to carefully contemplate the essence of Thunder Palm. Several hours later, Song Wen opened his eyes and…
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