Ghostly 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.
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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

By noon, Ling Yunpo went with Senior Sister An to the entrance of the White Jade Capital Secret Realm to draw lots.


He originally thought it would be like lining up for COVID tests, taking turns to draw lots from the box, but upon arrival, he discovered a sea of people—how long would it take to line up?


Fortunately, the Three Sects of the Orthodox Sect weren't foolish enough to actually arrange the lottery draw like that. At exactly three-quarters past noon, ten thousand rays of light suddenly burst forth, shooting out in all directions.


A streak of light shot towards Ling Yunpo's side, which he swiftly caught with a swift chop of his hand.


Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small jade sword marked "317".


Which means that his opponent was the Cultivator who got "318", Ling Yunpo thought to himself.


Turning his head, he saw that Senior Sister An's lot sword was marked "110", a very auspicious number.


Chapter 59 Senior Sister An Is Very Unhappy