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Chapter 16: Masters Can Be a Trap Many troubles stem from greed. Zuo Meng didn't consider himself greedy - he merely wanted to become the world's greatest martial artist. Once his master's and junior sister's problematic luck stopped affecting him, he could finally live peacefully. "Heifeng Fort?" Through three months of investigation involving shady methods, Zuo Meng had followed clues westward beyond Liuhe Sect's territory to Jiang'an City. Here, he adopted extreme caution, swapping his sect robes for a…-
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Chapter 15: Thirty-Five Years of Internal Strength Zuo Meng stopped hiding his movements. He yanked the rope hard, causing the dust powder caught by the hook to drop into his palm. “Seeking death!” The guarding strong individual erupted in fury when Zuo Meng ignored his warning and stole the item openly. Three flying knives shot toward Zuo Meng’s face like streaks of cold light, arriving just as his fingers closed around the dust powder. Having secured his prize, Zuo Meng had no intention of…
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Chapter 14: Risk-Free Business Zuo Meng's goal for coming down the mountain was simple: steal dust powder to boost his strength using its energy. After descending, he went straight to Liuhe City. He spent half a day there and, using his status as a clan disciple, uncovered the city's dust powder source—Heifeng Zhai. “This place looks like a fancy Changbao Pavilion.” Zuo Meng observed the entrance and realized Heifeng Zhai was a massive trading hub selling everything imaginable—even Martial Arts…
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Chapter 13: Descending the Mountain Zuo Meng opened his eyes to find another night had passed. Two nights, two dreams - he'd wandered through two epochs: the Ancient Era and the Totem Era. Having "lived" through such vast stretches of time, returning to the real world left him exuding an archaic aura, like some ancient relic or mountain hermit. "Still gained something at least." He didn't hurry to rise. Morning practice held no appeal now, nor would it ever again. The cultivation pills meant nothing to…
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Chapter 12: Out of Control and The End After three years of gathering the Power of the Totem from all races, Di Ye brought every totem to Ancestor Dragon Mountain. Totems fell like rain across the mountain—some shaped like trees, rocks, animals, or strange plants, all appearing as if born from the earth itself. No one knew their origin. "Infuse!" Di Ye conscripted one hundred of the strongest old dragons to extract the totemic energy from the mountain and channel it into the black stone. One day. Two…
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Chapter 11: The Dragon Clan Civilization Three hundred years later. The five-clawed dragon conquered the entire continent and returned to the Central Ancestor Dragon Mountain, founding a mighty celestial clan. It proclaimed itself the Ancestor Dragon, the progenitor of all dragons. The Ancestor Dragon reigned supreme, lifting the Dragon Clan to its zenith. For a time, its dominance forced all races to bow in submission. Unchecked by celestial or earthly forces, the Dragon Clan expanded rapidly. They…
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Chapter 0010 – A New Era
Chapter 10: A New Era "Dragon Clan?" Zuo Meng was puzzled. He’d suppressed the laws himself, keeping this new world’s power level barely above the real world. Yet dragons emerged anyway. As creator, he had endless time to kill—still half-asleep, he decided to watch this world unfold. Maybe he’d learn something useful for the real world. The Dragon Clan crawled ashore first, starting a great migration. It happened during low tide. Countless sea creatures scrambled onto land, mirroring the Ancient…-
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Chapter 0009 – Dragon Clan
Chapter 9: Dragon Clan There was no grand battle as imagined—only faint thuds echoing through the air. The seven mightiest beings of the Ancient Ruins Continent vanished under Zuo Meng’s will, erased as casually as swatting flies. In this world he created, his laws reigned supreme. If he decreed no air existed, air ceased to be. “Seven… like stone-carved gourd dolls.” Zuo Meng glanced at the Seven Stones scattered on the ground—former apex beings reduced to lifeless rocks. With a flick of his…-
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Chapter 8: Chaos and Suppression “Failed experiments.” As the supreme creator known as Taichu Immortal Ancestor, Zuo Meng knew everything about this world since he established its laws. The moment the Three Chaotic Beings made their decision, he sensed it. Yet he didn't interfere, instead pondering where his creation had gone wrong. According to ancient tales, after imparting his teachings, shouldn't they have revered their master and sought ways to achieve sainthood? Why had everything turned savage,…
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Chapter 7: Return to the Dream World Was this meant to kill? Zuo Meng narrowed his eyes. With over twenty years of inner power coursing through him, his body became as light as drifting cotton. As the second wave of arrows neared, he dipped slightly, then kicked off the saddle like a loosed arrow. The masked men in black released their bows in unison, arrows arcing inward toward his position. Zuo Meng's sword flashed, deflecting unavoidable projectiles. He stepped lightly on the shafts themselves, landing…
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