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“Five thousand years of cultivation. You’re taking it whether you want it or not! Here, kid, catch!”
“Ah... Don’t come any closer!”
When Zhang Wei woke up again, he found himself lying in the ruins at the bottom of a cliff.
His clothes were in tatters.
Strangely, though, his muscles and skin were completely uninjured.
A voice kept echoing in his mind:
“Who exactly are you?”
“I am the last ascender in this world, the Great Emperor Buxu!”
“The Five Arts: mountain, medicine, destiny, physiognomy, and divination.”
“Medicine means healing through needles and remedies. Enter the Dao through medicine, and soar above the Five Arts!”
“Mountain means cultivating truth and seeking the Dao; destiny means reading the stars and predicting fortune.”
“Physiognomy means reading people and land; divination means using the arts of calculation to seek answers from the spirits. The Dao is such that man follows the earth, and the earth follows heaven...”
“Huh? What is all this? Why is my head suddenly full of this feudal superstition!”
Zhang Wei was utterly baffled. Had he somehow gained five thousand years of cultivation?
Cultivation in the Tribulation Stage, or even the Nascent Soul Stage. Can you crush someone's head with one finger? One punch wouldn't turn a mortal into a bloody mist? Is it okay to be threatened by the surname Chen and exterminate the clan? Can the author hit ants with a giant hammer?
It's too easy to drag, but it's not even installed to the point.
Run away now. The title is okay. The content is really a piece of fucking garbage.
Tai Moji called, five thousand years of cultivation were given to a few ordinary people for most of the day,
The most powerful emperor. During the Qi training period, people will fly up high, but then you get trapped on the top of a mountain. Isn't it funny?