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Primordial Cultivator

Important Notice: This book will be in Hiatus because I wish to focus on my other book, MMORPG: Crowd Control! Thank you for your understandings! “I shall not yield to fate nor destiny. I will create my legacy.” Yang Wei said as he stared at the clear blue sky. Yang Wei, a mortal who has no background or power to become a cultivator except for his undying determination. An unwillingness to accept his fate as he will break away the chain that casts him behind. In a world where spiritual qi exists, humans can utilize this power to cultivate and become a legend themselves. However, the path itself is gruesome and achieved through multiple obstacles. Now it’s the time for Yang Wei to achieve something that no other predecessor has done in the past. ===================== Leave a comment, review, vote, or everything. Discord: discord.gg/BtTB4fpunR

Idczhen · Eastern
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Screaming

Yang Wei smelled the terrible aroma emitting from the purplish pill that caused him to remember his nightmare.

"Now as a gentleman I am, I shall now excuse myself." Yang Wei said as he prepared to leave.

There was no way that he would stay any longer here when Elder Jing reverted back to the cold-hearted Elder that's punishing the disciples with her unique method.

Meanwhile, Lian Xinyue trembles in fear, and when she saw Yang Wei wanted to ditch her alone, she quickly grabbed his sleeve, preventing him from leaving at all.

"Why are you holding my sleeves? Let go of me," Yang Wei panicked as he struggled to free himself.

However, Lian Xinyue was like a leech, unable to get rid of her as she entangled his arm with both her arms, refusing to let him go.

"What are you doing?" Yang Wei asked when he could feel Elder Jing's gaze locking onto him.

Elder Jing's eye flickered with amusement and she started to touch her spatial ring slowly.