Quiet Blessing

“So, you have been lying to me all this time?” 
She raised her head and realized that the face of her senior brother, one who she knew so well, was unfamiliar and scary.
“What are you talking about?” Her senior brother scoffed and shook his finger. “All I can say is that none of you knew who I really am.”
He then turned around and walked towards the Sky Throne, a symbol of absolute power.
Master Sword Aura, Sea of Flame, Star Light… 
The dozens of skills that were used to stop the man from approaching the Sky Throne simply bounced off him. All the skills simply vanished into thin air.
“No!” Xu Yingling bit her lip and turned to look at An Zhisu and Shi Liuli.
They exchanged glances. All the despair, sadness, fear, and even love, were now meaningless. The only thing that was important at the moment was to stop that man.
...
A cultivation novel. The main character used his cheat ability, Time Travel, to secretly live among all the powerful sects while learning their skills. He eventually managed to gain the power to approach the Sky Throne and become an immortal.
However, it seemed that things weren’t going as smoothly as he had planned…"

Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The swamp, shrouded in blue mist, suddenly burst into flames.


The fire spread in all directions along the green, fluffy objects on the surface of the water, quickly burning away the poisonous creatures in the mud and the miasma in the air, leaving nothing unscathed.


Sima Changyan and Duan Fenhai, upon seeing the effectiveness of An Zhisu leading the way with such results, were both half alarmed and half delighted.


Delighted at the wondrous effect of using Fire System Daoist Magic to forge a path, yet alarmed by the intensity and scale of the flames, which, if unleashed at the formal competition platforms of Shushan, would leave opponents with no choice but to counter with comparable Sword Dao Techniques or otherwise be left without any means to respond.


Chapter 63: Dao Ye True Person, Mad Sword Immortal