Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint - Chapter 72 - 3 Seventh Grade Peak, the Pillar of the Cao Family!

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One day, he shook hands with Sean suspiciously.

Sean turned around and laughed wildly in his heart: Hehe, the top knight talent is in hand.

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“Mm!”A muffled moan, strained with the effort to suppress emotion, escaped.Cheng Yuan finally inserted his penis into the vagina of the beautiful woman he had dreamed of.Incredibly painful!It was even more painful than her first night as a bride!“It's, it's too big…”“Should I pull out?”Pan Cuilian quickly wrapped her arms around Cheng Yuan, kissing him passionately, tears flowing uncontrollably.“Don't be gentle with me! Go hard!”

In a parallel world, the online game, God’s Realm, suddenly became the reality.

Su Cheng was transmigrated to this world when the change had just happened and obtained the cheat-like talents.

Talent for infinite level ups: Unlimited Growth.

Talent for maxed armor: Unbreakable.

Talent for maxed magic defense: Magic Immunity.

Talent for tenacity: Status Immunity.

“Warning! Your health point has maxed out. You will not be able to obtain additional max health points.”

Su Cheng looked at the information on the status board and then at his health bar which had maxed out without any expression.

He had already reached the peak at that point.

Han Yun was spoiled from childhood.

He survived past his emperor dad and crown prince elder brother, and became an emperor.

He didn’t know how to govern the country, but he was lucky—there was a Grand Preceptor who “assisted” him, spoiling him even more than his father did.

After just a few years, this puppet emperor died. When he awakened, he had transmigrated into the modern world, becoming a third-rate model struggling alone without any loving parents.

Just when he thought he had become a little cabbage that nobody wanted and no one would ever spoil him again, a certain ancient monster of a Grand Preceptor who had lived 1,000 years appeared again… and looked to be doing quite well for himself.

The utterly impoverished little emperor had tears in his eyes: “Beloved subject! Zhen (royal We) have missed you so much!”

Grand Preceptor: “Your Majesty, this minister has waited for you for a thousand years.”

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