Tsetth

After his father was murdered and his peaceful village massacred, Sol woke up to find a mysterious old man standing over him claiming to be his new Master.

“You want revenge, don’t you? I’ll train you so you have the strength to take it, but you have to become my one and only disciple first!”

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any events, places, or names are all from the author's imagination and Google. If someone in any way assumes this book to be real or based on real events, I strongly suggest you send me Golden Tickets for doing such a good job.

Other cultivation novels: The Founder of Qi Cultivation Reincarnates, Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies.

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The Growth of a Titan

Altair forcefully suppressed the anger that was about to erupt from the pit of his stomach.

He then forced a smile onto his face as he said to Sol.

"No, we aren't some Mana Beast that can take on human form. Disciple brother, that's quite an insult you know?"

Sol paused then said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I mean no offense. But what is the Elvian Race?"

Altair froze and looked at Sol with slight surprise. He hadn't expected Sol to apologize so straightforwardly. The anger that was stirring in his belly was snuffed out because of that.

Altair didn't immediately answer Sol's question and instead coughed in his fist to regain his composure.

It was obvious he had never dealt with someone like Sol before.

After regaining his composure, Altair said.

"I thought you would know of the Four Races that live in our Western Region; it isn't just humans."

Chapter 356- A Beauty Without Equal!