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[I have led a cautious life, but the system keeps trying to do me in] "Ding Dong!" "Welcome to the Smart Cultivation System!" 
"You have chosen to cultivate the Bone Forging Art. The system will start cultivating for you. The system has detected that the host is missing the Bone Tempering Pill. Please wait a moment..." "Ding Dong!"
"The system successfully stole ten Bone Tempering Pills for you, and the cultivation will continue..." "Important reminder, while the system is cultivating,  you will lose lose control of the body..." 
After getting the Smart Cultivation System, Pei Ling began to grow stronger rapidly. He was prepared to become a deity until one day...  "Ding Dong!"
"You have chosen to cultivate an unknown technique. The system has identified this as a dual cultivation method. The system will start to cultivate for you. The system has detected that the host is missing a Dao Partner. The system is looking for a Dao Partner for you..."   So, Pei Ling watched as he ran to the fairy's training room next door, drugged her, and carried her into his room...

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Smart Cultivation System: I Just Want To Keep Low-profile

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    PEI Ling shook his head. &Quot; that way, outsiders will be able to tell at a glance. The plan will be meaningless. Just treat these six cages as the three-headed pterolycus and the netherworld wood! &Quot;


  Seeing PEI Ling's firm attitude, Mei keqiu could only give up. Then, under PEI Ling's urging, she arranged for the convoy to set off.


  Soon, six boxes covered with black cloth, each one a carriage, filed out of the inn.


  The pulling force came from a group of Qi cultivating spirits. They all had the appearance of strong men. Their faces were pale, and their facial features were as hard as a sculpture. Their upper bodies were bare, revealing their muscular chests. From his waist down, black mist surrounded him.


  Their black eyes were cold and silent. They held the rope that was as thick as a child's arm and carried it on their shoulders. They pulled the carriage and moved at a speed that was not slower than a galloping horse.


Chapter 10: the innate sect.