The Plagiarist

In the year Stardate 1, mankind entered the interstellar age, with interstellar migration, spaceships, alien races, and outer gods...arriving one after another.

By the year Stardate 717, Fang Xing looked out upon the cosmic backdrop teeming with dense armies of foreign races and declared that all aliens, cultivators, tentacles, esoteric teachings, and evil gods would be intimidated by his supreme talent and smashed to pieces with his iron fist...

Well, this is actually the story of a transmigrator, who whimsically dominates many different worlds with the help of his professional panel...

Star Sky Professional

Fang Xing, who was busy planting trees, suddenly heard the urgent sound of bell tolls.


The sound was continuous, seemingly echoing throughout the mountain ridge.


As the bell tolled more than thirty-six times, all the cultivators' expressions changed dramatically.


"Qingmu Bell tolled forty-nine times... Is there a great calamity enough to destroy the sect? Could it be that the Killing Sect has truly arrived?"


A hint of curiosity emerged at the corner of Fang Xing's mouth as he maneuvered his tunneling light to reach the Patriarch Hall.


Upon entering, he saw Qingyuzi and three Yin God True Persons, along with many Dao Foundation cultivators, all present.


'Over the years, although Qingmu Ridge has been generously distributing Dao Foundation spiritual objects, forging a Dao Foundation still carries a risk of failure...'


'To this day, there are still less than a hundred Dao Foundation cultivators...'


Fang Xing glanced around, sighing inwardly.


Chapter 612: Left Emissary