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Is Cultivating Like This Reasonable?

[Reasonable Cultivation System]: As long as the host’s cultivation actions are deemed reasonable by the host’s master, the System can distort causality and alter reality, thereby legitimizing those actions. “Alchemy? Isn’t it just grabbing a handful of random weeds and refining them?” “Formations? Isn’t it just throwing a few stones around at random?” “Artifact Refining? Just hammer it a couple of times. Doesn’t that turn it into a divine artifact?” “...” “No way, right? No way. You’re telling me there are actually people who think the way I cultivate is unreasonable?” “Master, is my cultivation progress reasonable?” Ye Ling, who had just torn apart a Lightning Tribulation and forcefully stepped into the Great Ascension Stage, looked at his white-haired, red-eyed master at the Nascent Soul Stage—who appeared pitiful, weak, and utterly helpless—and asked the question. This is a translation of 这样修仙合理吗?. It’s not a fanfiction, but I’m looking for a platform to host the translation, and Webnovel seems like a good option. I don’t expect this novel to rank highly, but please don’t vote for it, as I don’t want it to be mistaken for a fanfiction and potentially frustrate readers who are specifically looking for fanfics. For more chapters, feel free to follow me on p-@-treon. [email protected]/LordFatty (40 Chapters Ahead). You can also follow as a free member to read a few advanced chapters.
Lord_FattyMaster · 73.7k Views

Centuries of Goodbye

Synopsis: In the dual-sun empire of Soluna, Kaelo Amaris is known as the "Walking Warmth." A social butterfly with an effortless smile, he is the bridge to the light for everyone he meets, a person whose very presence makes the world feel safe. To his peers, he is the golden boy of the Academy—but none of them know the price of his glow. The warmth is a masterpiece built on a thousand years of graves. Unbeknownst to Kaelo, he has endured 999 past lives, each ending in a tragedy that would shatter a normal mind. For centuries, he has suffered through cycles of isolation and blood, yet he remembers none of it. He only knows that his life has suddenly shifted into a world of whispers, where his rank has been stripped to Zero and his friends look at him with a fear that smells like a hidden truth. For the first time in a millennium, a voice has awakened within him. Sola, a cryptic system appearing only in this life, acts as the gatekeeper to his fractured soul. She protects the terrifying secrets of his past—including the dark legend of a mad commander from a previous life who once slaughtered his own kin while laughing at the "beauty" of the massacre. But Kaelo's only true peace comes from the Indigo Murals that appear mysteriously on the academy walls. He finds himself drawn to these paintings constantly, watching them as if they hold a message meant only for him. Who is the mysterious hand behind the brush, and why does Kaelo feel a connection so deep it feels like an ancient, unrequited love? As a Divine Being watches from the silence of the heavens—staying mute through 999 deaths—Kaelo must navigate his final cycle. Is this entity a silent guardian, or a cruel audience waiting for a repeat of his past tragedies? After a thousand years of saying goodbye, can the "Walking Warmth" finally find a truth that doesn't end in blood?
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