Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 7: Black Dragon Murakan (1)

My name is Qi Yuan, I am a time traveler and became the senior brother of Qise Peak.

I have a game jade slip that can connect to the heavens.

My eyes can see hidden information.

[This is an ordinary grass, but three days ago, Lord Kumu and Empress Dashang had a tryst there. 】

[Her name is Ruan Yixi. She may be your beautiful master on the surface, but she may actually be your wife. 】

[This is the way of heaven in the world, and it is the best spiritual creature to build the foundation of the way of heaven. 】

[This is a planet without life, maybe it can be refined into your golden elixir. 】

As a result, my path to immortality gradually became strange.

“Tiandao? Isn’t this the spiritual creature that builds the foundation of Tiandao?”

“There are so many desolate planets, let’s refine them into golden elixirs!”

Build the foundation with the way of heaven and refine the stars into golden elixir.

My name is Qi Yuan, the origin of all things!

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My name is Jiang Lingsu. I joined Qise Peak with an ulterior motive. My senior brother has a problem with his head.

He doesn’t do his job properly, doesn’t like to practice, and is addicted to simulation games.

Senior Brother said, “Games are cultivation, and games can also create the world.”

One day, there was an extra sun in the sky.

I asked the senior brother what it was.

The senior brother said: “That is my golden elixir!”

This book is also called “Cultivation of Immortality: The Heavens in Jade Slips” and “The Golden Pill I Knotted is the Planet”.

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Xu Xiang is a doomsday survivor who survived for forty years. Before she could fulfill her dream of becoming the overlord, she died.Opening her eyes, she returned to the fifteen years before the doomsday began. With the help of her family heirloom the dragon and phoenix ring, she hoards supplies and prepares to welcome the doomsday.Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her own family and died the night before the doomsday begins. With hatred in her heart, she swallowed the dragon and phoenix ring and jumped off the cliff.When she opened her eyes again, she was still alive, but arrived in a world that was plagued by endless wars and constant natural disasters. Although she's lucky enough to get another chance, she's unknowingly drawn into political turmoil where someone may be killed without knowing who the killer is.Can she survive in this ancient world that is more dangerous and full of hidden dangers than her own? Can she find the courage to trust someone else again? After two lifetimes, can she find her own happiness?

As a top-ranking swordsman, he knew very well that there was no such thing as a 'Munchkin' in the world he was in.

But it seemed that he was wrong all the while.

'I should slowly stop getting stronger now... But can I really do this?'

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That night, he got pulled onto the set of a horror film and was informed that if he didn’t shoot it… He’ll die.

He was lucky that the actors were all working as hard as they could, and the director only needed to stand around and watch the show.

But because he had been given way too much, Zong Qi didn’t hesitate at all before making his own changes.

Under his false identity was an ‘evil mastermind’ that fought with the actors on everything.

The immoral things he’s done on set include but aren’t limited to–

Personally putting makeup on the ghost, teaching actors how to mess and change the script, switching ‘sides’ at crucial times…

People as arrogant as him usually don’t have good endings when their identities were revealed.

What Zong Qi didn’t expect was that instead of the actors joining up for revenge, an unlucky bastard’s whose plans had been spoilt by him countless times appeared instead.

The man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of closed eyes, his face beautiful and cold.

The brush dipped in paint hooked past the young man’s neck, full of danger.

“You dirtied my brush.”

He smirked, drawling, “As punishment, I’ll dirty you.”

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