The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

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Countless villagers were trapped in the perilous highlands.

The pouring rain was like a waterfall. Mud was rolling and roaring like animals, savaging their homes. Everybody was shivering in the storm, waiting for the storm to die down or for the highland where they were at to be swallowed by the flood and mud.

However, there was one young man among the villagers whose performance was extraordinary.

His eyes were blurred, and his face was dazed, as if he were dwelling in his memories. Then, he extended his hands to the sky, as if he had received a certain message from the dense clouds, or as if he were releasing all the information about his life.

"Hey, Ah Hao, what's going on? Are you scared silly?"

"I—I have a headache. I don't know why, but I thought of a novel that I read a few days ago."

Legend, Return!