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Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor!

Split open the sky! 

Go against Heaven! 

Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes? 

Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming.

Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life. 

“I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already.

Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background? 

Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming! 

However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.

The Heavenly Dao System

Entering the City Hall, Ye Ming could easily sense and detect multiple guards scattered everywhere.

Some were stationed in the open while some were hiding discreetly.

Most of the guards were around the Core Formation realm, with a few being in the Nascent Soul realm. To summarize, they were just weaklings in Ye Ming's eyes.

They posed 0 danger to him and he quickly lost interest in the guards.

"Be careful not to enter some restricted areas and be labeled as an intruder." Lin Loi warned solemnly.

"Oh, so bypassing the city's formation and ignoring your city's entrance regulation isn't considered an intruder?" Ye Ming mused.

"Good to know. I shall keep that in mind."

"Twisting your words? How could words be twisted? Words aren't even physical substances that could be touched."

Gong Shu