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

After the Metaphysical Class gathering ended, Chen Mobai's seven-year tenure at the Dance Tool Dao Academy also came to an end.


In the student council, Hua Zijing waved at everyone with a seemingly carefree air.


"You've done a lot for the past two years."


Chen Mobai looked at her, genuinely thanked her from the bottom of his heart. Without her substantial assistance, it would have been impossible for him to take over the student council so effortlessly.


After saying these two words, Hua Zijing seemed unable to stay any longer and immediately turned to leave.


"President, will we ever see Sister Hua again?"


Zhuang Jialan's eyes were brimming with tears. Her emotions were more intense than Hua Zijing's and she didn't have the same control. Seeing the senior who has shown her the ropes of the student council for a year graduating, she couldn't hold back her tears.


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