[Not a Saintly Doormat | Not a Doomsday Survival Story | Comedy | Return to Earth]
Thirty years to the Golden Core, then another thirty years to the Golden Core! Don’t look down on a poor Golden Core cultivator!
I command space itself. What’s a spiritual root supposed to be?
I don’t need one!
What? You say your Nascent Soul cultivation makes you way stronger than me?
Are you kidding? You can’t even catch me!
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Sakura Nation is dumping nuclear wastewater and bullying my compatriots, is it?
Then I’ll cut them down!
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I accidentally walked into the women’s bathhouse, did I?
Then I’ll run!
Damn, I’m out of spiritual power. I can’t get away!
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The protagonist, Chen Xin, becomes an inheritor of spatial power. From then on, his Golden Core forges a pocket world, and all kinds of abilities receive bonuses of ten thousand or even ten million times.
...And that’s not all there is to the mysteries of space.
Decisive in killing, hilarious, novel in ideas, and smooth in writing 👍
Hahahaha, I laughed to death. This bird is so funny. But wasn't the protagonist not so funny at the beginning? Later, he was infected by the strange bird? 🧐 I can't sleep at night, so I update quickly 😠 😠
I said to the author, can you update it quickly? Even the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this 🙂
Okay, the routine won't be repeated. It's not about breaking off the engagement at the beginning and meeting a rich woman and a wealthy man.