Pure Nine Lotus Lamp

After 6,000 years of development by the immortal sect on Planet Earth, all of the leyline spiritual energy was controlled by the country. They only released enough spiritual energy for the cultivators to breathe. If a cultivator wanted to use the spiritual energy to train themselves, they would have to pay the immortal sect for that.
Chen Mobai was a senior high school student at the Fifth High School of the Immortal Sect. He was studying for his entrance exam at the colleges of the immortal sect. His biggest dream was to achieve the Foundation Establishment Realm until he was transmigrated to a cultivation world.
“There’s no one here despite how dense the spiritual energy is?”
“Wait! Isn’t this the legendary spiritual herb? Are these not extinct here?”
“Huh? Is this the method to extract one’s Spiritual Root? Also, isn’t this a divine technique?”
“What a powerful cultivator! Please accept me as your disciple!”
As his life in the cultivation world continued, his dream changed.

I Have A Cultivation World

"That was terrifying. I nearly had my neck bitten off."


Chen Mobai stood up, touching his neck area. His initially calm eyes started to sharpener.


Having fought through numerous games of Magic Duel like a child's play, he found it difficult to adjust again when facing a sudden life and death fight.


"Don't worry, I won't kill you. The Snake Fangs will release toxins in your neck at the moment they pierce you, numbing you."


Although Gong Xiangyu disdained Chen Mobai, he maintained his sanity.


A Magic Duel is just a Duel. If he genuinely killed his opponent by accident, his brilliant life would be tainted by an ignominious stain.


"Oh, in that case, I should thank you."


Chen Mobai moved his neck a bit. His right hand reached out, a Spirit Talisman was already in his fingertips.


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