Dimensionalism

Time Sin is distinct, Numerical Sin is crafty, and Fate Sin is undefinable; when Sinners become calamities, all living things suffer!
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Wondering about the population dividend in the Cultivation World?
This book will tell you the answer!
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Wang Zijia has transmigrated, obtaining the Golden Finger at the same time, which allows him to exchange his own body at will.
But when he discovers what he can exchange with it, he is utterly speechless.

Weights: Collection of Miscellaneous Literary Works
Value: 6
Description: A treasure trove of knowledge for an adolescent, cultivated intensively for over a decade; it's a precious gem from a Foreign World with immense value!

Wang Zijia: "... ..."

Looking at one of the biggest Weights, Wang Zijia is momentarily speechless. Reading novels is actually one of his most substantial life experiences!
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As he uses the Golden Finger to rewrite his futile life, he unwittingly forces his Spiritual Roots to produce an offspring, making the world start to seem different.

All kinds of audacious schemes began to surface. Exploiting junior brothers, deceiving baby demonic beings, convincing the worthless ones that they are geniuses. Constructing his own channels and factions, inching his way towards survival on the road of immortality!

My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

"Cough, cough!" The Old Taoist, radiating an aura of sanctity, coughed lightly as he looked up at the blood-red clouds in the sky and said in a calm voice, "It's been years since we last met, Life Emperor. I hope you're well!"


It was uncertain whether it was the Old Taoist's address or his tone that completely infuriated the face within the blood cloud.


The face plunged into madness again, this time completely losing all reason, ignoring Wang Zijia completely.


It clashed against the shackles that filled the sky once more, letting them embed deeply into its flesh and blood, scattering countless pieces of flesh and blood into the Central Immortal Domain, yet it madly attacked the Old Taoist.


Amidst a light cloud and gentle breeze, the Old Taoist occasionally coughed, sometimes throwing a punch or emitting a burst of Spiritual Light, barely managing to fend off the blood cloud.


Chapter 852 Can Fate Sin Really Kill?