I Just Want to Cultivate the Truth [Interstellar]

Notice: Something has come up at home, so I'm taking a few days off.

I'm also looking for readers for my other Crossover horror story, The Witch Blair.

After finally dragging himself back from the cultivation world, Tang Ning discovers that his family back home has already left Earth and headed for the stars.

Tang Ning is heartbroken. "Mother planet, couldn't you have waited for me to get back?!"

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As the saying goes, "The one who stands out gets killed, while the quiet one gets rich." After being immersed in the cultivation world, Tang Ning knows that the first rule of survival and getting along with people is to keep a low profile. So he just can't understand why people keep ruining his plans. His ordinary, unremarkable father turning out to come from a family of psychics would be one thing, but what's with being engaged to the imperial crown prince before he was even born, or saving someone on the road and ending up mentally bonded to a Federation marshal?

Description: A slow-burn story with a touch of leveling up, exploration, and battles. The romance begins in volume two. It features soulmates and an attraction between people with compatible cultivation physiques.

Expect interstellar exploration, excavations of prehistoric ruins, contact with alien species, saving the galaxy from disasters, and fighting monsters and leveling up in a virtual game.

---Looking for readers for an upcoming story! Visit my author page to check it out. It'd be even better if you adopted the author too! The Crossover Story: Digging My Way to Ascension

Blurb:

Da Chui doesn't understand why everyone else is born with a pair of long, fair, beautiful legs, while his lower body is a jar????

Also known as: My Years Digging Up Mount Olympus

Couple: Apollo

A hilarious, ridiculous story about all the hardships Da Chui faces as he tries to get home and escape his jar.

Da Chui: Why is life in a jar so hard? I just want to dig some dirt and swing a hammer. Why are there so many disasters, and why does someone always get in my way? Deucalion, could you look behind you before throwing those stones? Prometheus, could you aim when you throw fire, instead of burning other people's heads? Hera, do I look like I'm having an affair with Zeus? Could you stop sending horseflies to bite me?! Apollo, if you try to crawl into my jar again, I'm calling the cops!!!!!