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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nAt the foot of Sky Mist Mountain…

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nA black-robed man was carrying a huge box on his back and hurrying up the mountain. His movements were very light, and he didn’t even dare to fly.

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nFrom time to time, he would glance behind him.

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nIt was as if he was afraid of being discovered.

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n“Hahaha, the east region’s Holy Land is nothing more than this. I, Zhang San, have actually managed to successfully escape!”

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nThe black-robed man laughed softly, his laughter filled with insolence.

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nHis name was Zhang San!

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nThis was a name that was infamous among all the forces in the east region!

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nIn the past three years, he had roamed among the east region’s major sects, stealing their secret manuals and techniques. Even the only Holy Land in the east region had not escaped his hands.

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nPeople called Zhang San—the Lawless Madman!

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nHe had recently stolen all the books in the Holy Land’s scripture holding depository. He had even burned the entire depository, causing countless experts from the Holy Land to chase after him.

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nFrom then on, he had been on the run.

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nAfter arriving at the foot of Sky Mist Mountain, he planned on heading up the mountain to lay low for a period of time.

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nHe quickly rushed up when he suddenly felt something and stopped abruptly. He raised his head and looked toward the peak of Sky Mist Mountain.

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n“This is the aura of the Dao! Are there Soul Formation cultivators at the peak of the mountain? Could it be that those punks from the Holy Land have caught up?

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n“Impossible! Disregarding my Qi Concealment ability, even if those dogs were to catch up to me, they wouldn’t explicitly reveal their Dao aura. They would have attacked me directly.

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n“On closer inspection, this Dao aura is very weak, far less majestic than the Dao aura of a Soul Formation cultivator.”

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nZhang San stared intently at the mountain peak. He was an existence at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. He only needed to comprehend the Dao to step into the Soul Formation stage. Thus, he was extremely sensitive to the aura of the Dao.

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nHe could feel it. The Dao intent at the peak of the mountain was very weak. The one at the summit was either a half-step Soul Formation cultivator or someone who had just broken through to the Soul Formation stage.

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nIn short, he had nothing to fear.

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nThis was what Zhang San thought to himself as he continued to carry the large box up.

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nAt that moment, a voice drifted over.

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n“Fellow Daoist, please halt.”

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nZhang San was stunned and looked up.

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nA white-robed man stepped on the clouds and landed in front of him, blocking his path. His temperament was ethereal and illusory, like a banished immortal. At first glance, it seemed as if he was a peerless expert.

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nZhang San’s eyes narrowed, and he became alert.

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nThe person who had intercepted Zhang San was Chu Yuan.

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nChu Yuan faced Zhang San with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, “Fellow Daoist, our sect’s territory is further up the mountain. Please do not proceed further.”

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nYour sect? There was a sect on the mountain?

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nNo! Since when did the Sky Mist Mountain have a sect? How could I not know?

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nSomething is wrong…

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nThat’s not the point!

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nCould the Dao aura I sensed earlier be from the disciples of the sect above!?

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nZhang San’s expression did not change. He put down the box on his back and said slowly, “May I ask who you are and which sect is based on the mountain?”

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nHe secretly channeled his dharmic power, ready to strike at any moment.

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nThe aura of the person in front of him was too extraordinary. He actually gave him the feeling that he was facing the Holy Land’s Sect Leader. Thus, he really did not dare to underestimate Chu Yuan.

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nChu Yuan replied casually, “The one on the mountain is named Daoless Sect. I am the Sect Leader of the Daoless Sect.

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n“My sect is just a small sect. Fellow Daoist, you don’t have to think too much about it. There’s only a disciple cultivating in the sect and me. My sect prefers peace and tranquility and does not want to be disturbed. If you have nothing else you need here, please leave the mountain.”

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nThere are only the two of them cultivating in the sect? Was the Dao intent previously from his disciple?

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nHis disciple is actually at the Soul Formation stage…

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nThen what is this Sect Leader’s realm?

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nIs he at the realm above the Soul Formation stage, the Tribulation stage!?

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nNo wonder!

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nIt’s no wonder that this person’s temperament is so extraordinary. He is actually an old monster at the Tribulation stage…

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nHowever, this old fellow did not realize that I am the Lawless Madman. I can totally slip away!

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nZhang San’s eyes flashed as he felt lucky. He cupped his hands and said, “Since Senior doesn’t want to be disturbed, then this junior will take his leave first!”

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nWith that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

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nAfter a few steps, just as he was about to leap into the air, a faint voice sounded from behind.

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n“Fellow Daoist, you forgot to take your box.”

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nThe voice frightened Zhang San, and he almost fell down. He turned around and saw the large box that he had left behind.

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nHe cursed himself for being careless before walking over to carry the box and thanking Chu Yuan.

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n“Thank you for your reminder, Senior. If there’s nothing else, this junior will take his leave.”

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nChu Yuan spoke again. “Fellow Daoist, this box is so big. May I know what’s inside?”

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nIt contains all the secret manuals and techniques that I have stolen from the various sects.

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nHowever, can I even say such things out loud?

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nIf he really did say it, this old fellow was probably going to execute him in the name of justice!

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nHe could not say it. He could only continue lying!

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nZhang San tried his best to calm his expression. He took a deep breath and said, “Senior, there are things that this junior uses to earn a living inside this box. They are all fake cultivation techniques, and I sell them to mortals who are nearing the end of their lifespans but still have the dream to live forever.”

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nFake cultivation techniques? Fake? It’s good that it is fake!

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nThe Daoless Sect’s Hall of Impartation was still empty. It would be best if he could buy some fake cultivation techniques to better be able to trick disciples.

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nChu Yuan said with interest, “Fake cultivation techniques? Let me take a look.”

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nDamn! You’re even interested in fake cultivation techniques!?

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nZhang San cursed in his heart. However, he did not dare to do anything. He obediently put down the big box and quickly opened it.

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n“Senior, these are all fake cultivation techniques. You can’t take them seriously. Even if one cultivates them for 70 to 80 years, they won’t be able to have any results.

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n“If Senior lacks cultivation techniques, I do have some here. As long as Senior needs them, I will give them to you.”

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nZhang San slowly retreated backward as he spoke. He was afraid that Chu Yuan would suddenly erupt and suppress him.

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nChu Yuan rolled his eyes. He couldn’t be bothered with what this fellow was thinking. He could just pretend that he did not hear himself being called a senior.

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nHe then headed for the big box and picked up one of the books.

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nHeavenly Dao True Body!

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nThe name sounds impressive, but it’s unfortunate that it’s fake.

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nAfter opening the book and reading the first line, Chu Yuan was amused.

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nFor example, when a Soul Formation cultivator was comprehending the Dao, they could visualize the Heavenly Dao in their minds and communicate with it. They could also absorb the Heavenly Dao’s power into their bodies and make themselves accustomed to it.

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nThey would draw upon the Heavenly Dao’s power into their bodies to form the Heavenly Dao True Body during battle. The more they cultivated, the more augmentation they would receive!

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nThe moment Chu Yuan read that, he knew that it was all a bluff!

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nSoon, he looked at the second book…

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nIt was regarding the breeding of Immortal Pigs.

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nPu!

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nChu Yuan was laughing like a 100-kilogram fatty in his heart, but he still looked calm and composed on the surface.

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nHe put down the book and looked at Zhang San.

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n“I’ll buy all of these. How much is each pound of books?”

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nZhang San, “!?”

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nCalculated by pounds?

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nThese are all the secret manuals of the various large sects, and their sale prices are calculated by their weight!?

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