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nThe Fifth Year Calendar of Emperor Xuanzong.

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nThe fifth year of the new Emperor Zhou’s succession.

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nHe Chuan knew Emperor Zhou’s name, Zhou Shimin.

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nIn recent years, Zhou Shimin had not come to the library as often.

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nAs the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had to deal with political affairs every day, so the number of times he could come here to read books gradually decreased.

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nIn these few years, He Chuan had already half-stepped into the saint cultivator realm.

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nJust like the 9000-year-old Wei Zhongxian, he had touched the barrier at the top.

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nAs long as he broke through this barrier, he could become a true saint cultivator.

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nActually, three years ago, He Chuan had already become a half-step martial saint. With the example of 9000-year-old Wei Zhengchun, he chose a more stable method.

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nHis mental state and strength had both improved.

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nHis strength had accumulated to a certain extent.

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nHis confidence was also higher.

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nOther than the two people who came to the forbidden area that time, he had almost never made a move.

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nHe was well-versed in the way of keeping a low profile.

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nPlay safe and don’t be reckless!

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nIt was late at night again.

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nHe Chuan began to set up in his room.

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nAll these years, he had signed in at the library and almost all the things he had been rewarded were used in his room to rest.

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nApart from the strange door array, there was also a silent talisman.

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nThe windows were affixed with talismans that hid one’s aura.

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nThe roof was full of vajra talismans that could withstand a full-strength attack from a saint cultivator.

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nIt was even sturdier than a castle.

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nZhou Shiming’s bedroom was probably not as tight as He Chuan’s.

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nHe Chuan did not know what it would look like to break through to a saint cultivator, or what kind of phenomenon it would cause.

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nHe had to make all the preparations.

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nHe carefully checked the array formation and talismans. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he began to cross his legs and breakthrough.

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nAfter swallowing all the supplementary pills that the system had rewarded him with, he circulated the true energy in his body.

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nFifteen minutes later.

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nThe three flowers hovered above his head, and true energy continuously surged into his body.

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nFrom a distance, he looked as if he had been burned red by the fire.

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nHis skin was frighteningly hot.

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nHe reckoned that if you cracked an egg and put it on his forehead, it would immediately be cooked.

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nHis entire body was emitting golden light. It was sacred and solemn, and it made one’s soul palpitate.

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nFlames rose from He Chuan’s body, and he was immediately drenched in sweat.

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nIn just a few breaths, it was as if he had been fished out of water. Steam rose from his body, and multicolored light overflowed everywhere. His skin was crystal clear, and his bones were cracking.

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nThe process of breaking through was extremely dangerous, and he could not stop halfway.

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nBecause once he stopped, it meant that he had failed the breakthrough.

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nIf he failed, he would never have a second chance.

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nHe Chuan closed his eyes and continued to break through. With the help of the system’s pills, it was still considered smooth so far.

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nUnder his crystal-clear skin, one could vaguely see the flow of true energy.

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nThe eight extraordinary meridians were all under the impact of true energy.

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nAll of a sudden, He Chuan was like a deflated rubber ball. For some unknown reason, he had instantly become a dried corpse.

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nIf not for the fact that his heart was still beating, he would be no different from a dead person.

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nThe three flowers on top of his head were faintly showing signs of auspicious clouds. Countless true energy gathered once more, nourishing his physical body and healing his body.

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nThe true energy was like a river, flowing in the air and pouring into He Chuan’s physical body. This was a virtuous cycle, and everything was developing in a positive direction.

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nThe potential in his body surged, and he was fully revived. He was like a dry land of death, full of tender shoots, vigorous and long, with a kind of nascent evergy. His tattered body was nourished, and it was like a desert being watered by sweet dew. He was no longer like a dry corpse.

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nHis skin was as soft as a newborn baby’s.

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nTo become a saint cultivator, he had to go through the process of putting himself in a dead place before he could be reborn.

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nAfter the true energy had nourished his body, it began to gather in his dantian.

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nIn the Xiantian stage, his dantian was like a small river, but now it was like a vast ocean.

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nEven with his eyes closed, he could feel everything in the library.

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nHe had reached the level of letting out his mind.

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nHis essence, energy, and spirit had reached an unprecedented height.

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nThreads of true energy gathered in his dantian and formed a purple ball.

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nAll the true energy revolved around the purple ball.

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n“Rise!”

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nHe Chuan opened his eyes and floated in mid-air.

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nIt was not qinggong.

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nIt was truly walking in the void.

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nRelying on the consumption of vital essence in his body, a saint cultivator could stand in the void.

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nHe returned to the ground.

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nFeeling the powerful strength in his body, He Chuan could not help but smile.

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nHe had finally become the saint cultivator that everyone envied.

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nBut as a reincarnated person, He Chuan knew that he could not underestimate any world.

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nThis world was definitely not as simple as reaching the saint cultivator realm.

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nThere must be a higher existence.

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nThere were also common martial arts novels and TV dramas. There were many reclusive sects in the martial arts world.

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nThose were the true experts.

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nLow-key development was the way of the king.

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nSaints cultivators could continue to improve their strength.

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nThe library was a good place for him to continue improving.

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nThere was no such thing as the worst, only worse!

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n…

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nHe Chuan was leisurely basking in the sun. Zhou Shiming had not appeared for a long time.

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nHe brought a pair of children with him. They looked four or five years old. They were like pink porcelain dolls, adorable.

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nThe two children looked extremely similar. They were probably a pair of twins.

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n“Little Chuan, you’ve been in the library for so many years. You have the great Dao in your heart, so I want to hand them over to you to teach them,” Zhou Shimin said as he led his children to He Chuan.

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n“This minister is terrified! Anyone can read books in the library. Your Majesty, it’s better to look for those knowledgeable masters and grand preceptors. We can’t delay the future of the Princess and the Prince.”

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nHe Chuan was most afraid of trouble. But these two little ancestors had been sent here.

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nWill there be any peaceful days in the library?

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nMoreover, he did not have any experience in raising children.

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nWasn’t this nonsense?

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nSeeing that He Chuan did not respond, Zhou Shiming smiled slightly. He brought his children to the inner room and silently flipped through the books.

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nWhen did he become so easy to talk to?

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nHe Chuan was somewhat puzzled.

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nIt was not like Zhou Shimin’s style.

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nNo matter what, it was fine as long as he did not bring the children.

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n“I like to read quietly. Little Chuan, take Changning and Cheng’an out for a walk,” Zhou Shimin said with a wave of his hand.

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nUnable to refuse, He Chuan could only take Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an out for a walk.

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n“Eunuch, what is this?”

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n“Eunuch, help me catch the Lucky Butterfly!”

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n“Eunuch, I want to drink water!”

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nAfter all these years of training in the library, his temperament had already become very stable. In the face of the somewhat mischievous Changning and Cheng’an, he was also able to patiently bring the two of them to play.

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nHe sucked at the flowers, and the butterfly obediently flew into his hands.

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n“Wow! Eunuch is so amazing!” Princess Changning clapped her small hands and said happily.

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nFacing such a cute child, He Chuan revealed a knowing smile.

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n“Hehe, looks like Little Chuan Zi has the talent to take care of children. No one else can coax this pair of my children.” Zhou Shiming clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with the light of success.

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nAs the Emperor, he naturally had his own methods.

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n“Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an are both very cute. Of course, I also like them very much,” He Chuan said truthfully.

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n“That’s all for today. Follow me back to the palace.” Zhou Shiming directly left with his children.

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nPrincess Changning turned her head reluctantly, her beautiful eyes filled with an expression that she wanted to leave behind.

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nHe Chuan did not know why, but he also felt a faint reluctance to leave them.

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nThen, he shook his head and thought to himself, is it because the palace is too lonely?

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