You Qian

Everyone says that Yi Qing is the number one sword cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one can surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always remained undefeated.

To that, Yi Qing laughs and says, “That is because you do not know of my Master. If we speak of cultivation, I am not as good as she by a long mile. Thinking about it, at the start, out of the ten Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Realm, my Master beat up nine, and the one left was myself.”

“Master? You actually have a Master! Who? Why haven't we ever heard of her?”

“My Master is… Eh? Master? Master! And my Master? Has anyone seen my Master?”

A person next to them quietly raised her paw. “I am here!”

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The only problem Sheng Ying has after transmigrating is… that her level of presence is just too low!

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My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Hong Meng's smile stiffened. He sat down on the chair and fidgeted. "Actually… I did try that, but…"

He trailed off mid-sentence and shrank back in his chair. He looked so guilty that his chin was nearly touching the ground.

Lonemoon hesitated. Something clicked in his head. He finally figured something out. "You didn't get beaten up by all of them, did you?"

"…" Hong Meng's head sank lower.

"Holy shit! And you really lost?" Wasn't he an ancient god? He was even more shameful than Fatty!

"B-B-Boss…" Hong Meng's face flushed red as his eyes darted around the room, as if looking for somewhere he could hide his face in. "When they entered Samsara, they had the intention of suppressing all the other races, so… So they brought their cultivations along with them."

"So…" Lonemoon jumped to his feet. "Those 12 people still have the cultivations of ancient gods?"

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