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Surprisingly Enough(NOT), Common Sense Is Overpowered in a Cliché Cultivation World

4. Turtle Breathing~

Looking at the youth who seemed to exude an aura of determination to go against the world, Ning paused for a moment. He had a rather strong impression of the youth.

Of course, that impression originated from the original 'Ji Ning'.

From his memories, Ning recalled Xiao Fan, who belonged to the same group as him and had caused quite a stir during the spiritual root assessment ceremony.

Yet, it wasn't Xiao Fan's exceptional talent th...

Surprisingly Enough(NOT), Common Sense Is Overpowered in a Cliché Cultivation World

3. A Baffling Scene

Wearing his outer sect robe, Ning stood before the mirror, gazing at his reflection. It wasn't a matter of vanity or self-admiration, though he couldn't deny that he appeared quite pleasing to the eye but he wanted to do a small experiment.

Looking in front of the mirror, Ning muttered internally, "Status."

A blue panel appeared in front of him, but he paid no heed to it. Instead, his focus was on the mirror itself.

In the mirror wa...

Surprisingly Enough(NOT), Common Sense Is Overpowered in a Cliché Cultivation World

2. Not a system~

It had been a day since he had accepted the fact that he was, in fact, in a fantasy world.

During this time, Ning dedicated himself to adjusting his mindset and familiarizing himself with his new environment. One of his primary focuses was delving into the depths of his acquired memories, gaining a more comprehensive understanding of the body he now inhabited.

This process proved to be immensely beneficial for Ning. As he delved deeper into ...

Surprisingly Enough(NOT), Common Sense Is Overpowered in a Cliché Cultivation World

1.  So it begins~

The small black pot holds simmering stew enough to eat for two meals. The aroma mixed with the smoke from the burnt firewood before reaching all corners of the room.

Ning grinned wide smelling the sweet smell of the potato stew, as he stirred the pot with a large wooden spoon. Bits of colorful root vegetables bob up and down on the surface.

"It's a good day for stew, hehe."

Salivating ungracefully, he put down the pot from the st...

Why Are They Chasing Me Even If I Don’t Have Any Emotions?

3. Morbidness

Bai Yun sat in silence, his eyes fixed on the records in his diary as he recalled the past. The memories flooded his mind, and he could feel the weight of them bearing down on him.

Back then, Chang Ai was like a blank sheet of paper until his darkness stained her.

Under the weight of his accumulated favor, Chang Ai had been powerless to resist his advances. With a simple simulation, she had confessed her feelings for him, and he had taken her i...