Jing Wuhen

In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together. For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator.

Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens.

Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies. 

Ancient Godly Monarch

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"Qing`er, since Qingcheng doesn't want it, let me serve you instead." Qin Wentian turned to Qing`er who was by his side. He directly sat up and moved behind her, embracing her from behind before starting to knead her shoulders.

"I don't want it as well." Qing`er replied. Qin Wentian smiled, "It's alright, there's no need to care about if I'm fatigued or not."

Mo Qingcheng cast a ruthless glance at this fellow. Who would worry about things like that? Qin Wentian clearly wanted to take advantage of Qing`er.

However, Qing`er didn't say anything and allowed Qin Wentian to do whatever nonsense he wanted to. Under his administrations, her body softly leaned against him. Qin Wentian's hands didn't roam about dishonestly, he merely quietly hugged her with one hand and pulled Qingcheng over with the other. Hugging the two beauties in his arms, he laughed, "This is such a beautiful scene, even celestials would admire us."

Thirty Years