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Cultivating Immortality Across Two Worlds, Starting with Demon Martial Arts 两界修仙从妖武开始
After half a lifetime of cultivation with little hope of making progress, Han Ming loses heart and prepares to return to the secular world. A bronze mirror that came with him when he transmigrated has lain dormant for twenty years, but at last reveals its wondrous power. He travels between two worlds, exchanging resources. In the world of immortal cultivation, he is as insignificant as an ant, stuck at the bottom. In the world of demon martial arts, he rises with the wind, becoming an extrat
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Cultivating Immortality Across Two Worlds, Starting in a Low-Martial Realm 两界修仙从降临低武开始
Some rely on talent to crush their rivals; others dominate through family connections. Han Ming transmigrated with nothing. After scraping by for thirty years, he was about to be swept aside by the younger generation and forced into an ordinary life, so he decided to gamble on a secret art he had stumbled upon. Sacrifice years of his life to gain the favor of an unseen power, and perhaps improve his aptitude. The first time, he gained nothing and lost three years of his life for no reason. The s
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I Have a Tree That Spans Two Worlds 我有一株两界树
This world had no immortals. Then I came, and now it does. I’ll tread the streets of the capital and grind the bones of nobles beneath my feet. When my flowers bloom, a hundred others will wither. In a world of immortal cultivation, I tread carefully. In a chaotic world of low-level martial arts, I hit hard! Hundreds and thousands of years later, my rules will be the rules of the cultivation world!
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My Dream Ancient House 我的梦古屋
Since the beginning of this year, I've been dreaming. In my dreams, I catch glimpses of towering mountains and flowing rivers, laughter and silver bells at an ancient temple, and an immortal maiden dancing in blue. The world is in turmoil, and even small fry like me can't help but feel anxious. A dream revealed an old house. I decided to give it a try and pushed open the door. That's where the story begins.
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