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“I shall not yield to fate nor destiny. I will create my legacy.” Yang Wei said as he stared at the clear blue sky.

Yang Wei, a mortal who has no background or power to become a cultivator except for his undying determination. An unwillingness to accept his fate as he will break away the chain that casts him behind.

In a world where spiritual qi exists, humans can utilize this power to cultivate and become a legend themselves. However, the path itself is gruesome and achieved through multiple obstacles.

Now it’s the time for Yang Wei to achieve something that no other predecessor has done in the past.



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Primordial Cultivator

Qian Xurong wrinkled her brows at the words from Fan Ping.

'Maybe if I activate the formation here, I can trap them eternally,' She thought silently.

However, her thought process was broken through when Fan Ping suddenly snapped his finger.

A cracking sound occurred, and the large red carpet was sliced into multiple pieces.

"Don't act surprised, Qian Xurong. Did you think I would forget your true personality after a thousand years?" Fan Ping sneered wickedly.

"Either we make a deal fairly or we can both suffer the consequences," he added.

Qian Xurong gnashed her teeth as she sat back down on her throne.

Now that the formation she had hidden secretly was detected by Fan Ping, she could no longer hope to cage them.

"Tch, as annoying as ever, Fan Ping." Qian Xurong clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Fan Ping chuckled softly at her comment.

"I'll take that as a compliment, Qian Xurong," he said.

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