Sorcerer's Handbook - Chapter 540: Stretching Paw Sword Saint

After a tear in reality pulls Kagari Shuya into a white room he discovers a futuristic interface for reincarnating in a different world. After looking through the different races and skills he unlocks a new race, Lucivault, a type of vampire with none of its characteristic weaknesses. All set to start his life in a new world, Shuya is confused to discover that he is enveloped in darkness. As it turns out something went wrong when he was transported and instead of appearing where he was supposed to, he appeared in an underground cave. Shuya faces untold dangers, runs for his life, before finding his way out of the underground world. After escaping he meets his Shishou and begins to learn to fight with a spear. There is also a cute black cat named Rollo.

“Master, I'm sorry... It's all my fault that you could not break through before your last moments.”

“Don't worry, my disciple. I will not die,” said Xu Fan as he smiled at his disciple, whose face was covered with tears.

“If only… If only I could get you a few more Foundation Establishment Pills...” The genius of the sect knelt on the floor while crying like a baby.

Xu Fan looked at his oldest disciple and sighed. He then took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and nonchalantly threw it into his mouth.

The next second, divine lights of five different colors filled the world.

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