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Li Wensheng transmigrated to an era where all energies were returning and every citizen practiced martial arts.
Here, champions focus on martial arts mastery, becoming physically peerless as they honed their spirit. They would also seek superior weapons, including unbreakable war axes, or keen blades that could cut a giant tree with a single swing. 
Even so, Li Wensheng learned Immortal Arts from the very start! Though his scrawny form was exceedingly inconspicuous at first, he wielded Immortal Arts to smash long blades with his bare hands and crush giant hammers! 
Li Wensheng was flying everywhere on his sword while others were busy trying to surpass the limits of human speed. He could kill with a leaf or flower he plucked while others requested blacksmiths to hone their weapons. He cooked medicinal pellets with his cauldron, brewing Yuan Pellets that ascend cultivation while others trained their bodies to strengthen themselves. 
Martial arts champions: “Why aren’t you using any weapons?” 
Li Wensheng smiled, two of his fingers casting an immortal technique: Ten Thousand Swords Retrogression!
At his words, every sword behind everyone’s back took to the skies without hope of control, gathering behind Li Wensheng into a rain of swords that covered the skies! 
This is a world where I alone cultivate immortality while everyone else trains in martial arts!


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I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Lord_Immortal

He had never thought that Andrew would attack so quickly. He clutched his neck with one hand, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground. He stared at Andrew with wide eyes.

Then, he felt his legs go soft, and he dropped to the ground. Andrew did not forget to tease him.

"With your shabby appearance, you still want to absorb my cultivation. I even gave you a chance, but you're too useless. Trash."

The warrior covered his injured throat with one hand and mumbled something. After a while, he took his last breath.

After dealing with the warrior, Andrew's face instantly darkened. He immediately put away the Dustless Sword.

With a solemn expression, he walked towards the unconscious Howard, who was lying on the ground.

Andrew did not know what to do. He only knew how to kill, but he had never saved anyone. It seemed that he would have to trouble his sister Annie again this time.

Heavily Injuring Clayton