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Chapter 53   "Don't Keep Plucking Wool From The Same Sheep."  Hearing the roar of approaching footsteps and furious howls behind him, his heart pounding at its limit, Ji Yanqing’s mind went blank. Just then, something furry slammed into his back. The force of the impact sent him stumbling forward a couple of steps. He quickly regained his balance, bracing himself for a fight. But when he turned, he saw the black beast Corpse King, fur bristling, frantically scrambling away on all fours. In the blink of an eye, the black beast had vanished back into the city, disappearing among the buildings. Watching it flee, Ji Yanqing was numb with disbelief. He recognized the black beast. It was the same Corpse King they’d encountered multiple times before. But why was it here? And why was it running? Shouldn’t they be the ones running? In Ji Yanqing’s arms, Ji An had also recognized the badger King among the three – the “delicious” Awakened ...

 Chapter 38 True Masters Must Have a Unique Entrance. Yi Zhen frowned. “Let’s accept it for now.” He clicked ‘accept’ on the friend request. Ji Qing seemed to have been waiting for this exact moment. Before Yi Zhen could even type a word, a voice message popped up. Ji Qing’s voice boomed from the speaker: “You’re pretty damn relaxed, aren’t you, big winner?” Yi Zhen raised an eyebrow. Was it because he was the protagonist, or was everyone in this world just incredibly familiar? Why did it feel like everyone spoke to him with such an intimate tone? Or perhaps this was the so-called ‘bonding over a shared brawl’? Yi Zhen: [? ] There was one thing he hadn’t considered. In an era where strength reigned supreme, he’d already displayed astonishing power. Earning others’ acknowledgement was only natural. It wasn’t just moths that were drawn to light; humans, too, had a tendency to gravitate towards things that were beautiful and powerful. Few could resist the allure. Ji Qing see...

 Chapter 37 Children Are the Karmic Debts of Their Parents from Past Lives. At the Rong residence, the old housekeeper hadn’t expected Yi Zhen back so soon. Caught off guard, he couldn’t prepare a welcoming feast, so he personally went into the kitchen to make him noodles. Yi Zhen slurped down a large bowl of steaming hot plain noodles, broth and all. Besides vibrant green scallions, the noodles were topped with a snowy white soft-boiled egg with a runny yolk and ringed with plump, succulent shrimp. Sweat beaded on Yi Zhen’s forehead, every pore on his body opened in satisfaction. He thanked the old housekeeper, then dashed to the kitchen. Ignoring the surprised stares of the servants, he grabbed a whole roasted lamb leg and sprinted off to check on his Bone-Eroding Spirit Scorpion. The system had previously rewarded Yi Zhen with eighty-eight Flower-Winged Crickets. With so many crickets, he naturally couldn’t let the scorpion devour them all at once. Yi Zhen had consulted t...