Translator: Tamon Supreme Lord Einstein was fishing. No, it wasn’t uploading something mind-boggling on the All-immortal Realm. It required a certain heightened state of ennui to resort to such insipid actions. No, he was fishing in the truest sense of the word, although the area might be questionable.
Translator: Tamon Wang Qi’s revolting words and forcing Du Bin to scram, weren’t just out of consideration for Mao Zimiao. It relied on his previous life’s judgment.
Translator: Tamon The file on Xiong Mo and experiments left Wang Qi exclaiming, “Holy shit!”
Translator: Tamon Demons did not represent a single race, when it came to biology at least. Spirit Beast Mountain’s scientific term for them was demonized individuals. Take the violent lion demon for example. His scientific name would be ‘demonised individual of the violent lion subspecies of the lion species of genus Panthera, family Felidae.’
Translator: Tamon Wang Qi stood up and stretched his waist. “I need to think this through. I ignored everything while I lost my mind, and I didn’t even notice the change.”
Translator: Tamon No matter how sullen he was, Geng Peng said he would spar, and that was what he did with the brat—to try and beat him silly and save his honor.
Translator: Tamon Myriad Arts Sect inner disciple Geng Peng watched the freshmen practice Basic Swordplay III with a warmth in his heart and a gratified smile on his lips.
Translator: Tamon “You still have the Worldly Detachment defense on you. By tapping five cultivation cards, I activate Elec-Mag Crossbow.”
