"Kau kurang ajar, bagaimana bisa kau  memintaku menyerahkan wanitaku???"
Rayhan gemetar menahan amarah. Daniel telah menginjak harga dirinya

" Jika aku tak bisa memintanya, maka aku akan bersabar sampai tiba hari, dimana  aku bisa  mengambilnya"  Daniel mengulum senyuman seolah kemenangan sudah berada di tangannya

The mc is born water a his knowledge amounts to what liquid he can use he doesn't need the detail but just what is?

purified water? bam

fantasy like holy water with all its affects? bam

liquid bacteria? bam

The afternoon gave way to evening. Mrs. Crabapple left for the night after ranting at Melvin, calling him names until she was red in the face, grabbing the new financial graphs for their biggest client out of his hands, and demanding that he start from scratch tomorrow. Melvin knew that she was merely going to take the graphs and claim them as her own, taking more credit for his work during her meeting with the Board of Directors. To hell with it. He didn't care.

He turned off his computer and stared at the blank screen for a few moments. At times like this, depression threatened to swell upon him and crush him with one devastating blow to the skull. BAM! And that would be the end of it. He almost wished it would come. He listened to the seconds ticking away on his Rolex. How many seconds of his life had been wasted away at times like this, sitting and feeling sorry for himself, for his sorry state of affairs, and doing nothing about it? 

Too much. 

He decided it was time to go book hunting. As a hobby, he liked to search for rare or unique books; they didn't even have to be worth anything as long as they offered some kind of interesting jewel for him to unearth in the pages between their worn and dusty covers. The last book he'd found was a diary of a man who claimed to be a werewolf, and that had proved to be some interesting reading, especially as the man went into graphic detail of his animalistic sexual encounters. He recalled his eyes burning through the words, flipping from one page to the next, a pleasurable throbbing coming from the crotch of his pants as his arousal became evident, and then disgust at the accounts of the man's eating of his victims, sometimes right after he'd coupled with them. Melvin doubted he'd find anything as page-turning as that, but half the fun was searching for the books anyway. 

Someone had told him of a rare book store, tucked away and relatively unknown by even the city's most ardent rare book seekers, and this is where Melvin headed in his BMW, aware that he'd be driving in a part of the city where a BMW would stick out like a sore thumb. He figured he wouldn't be there long enough to get it stolen. Anyway, no time like now to start working up that courage he so desperately needed.

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“I can help you,” she repeated. Her cold eyes looked over him, up and down.

“How?” he asked. 

The woman smiled, her lips peeling back to reveal some sharp looking teeth. They shone in the pallid light cast by an ancient lamp. 

“Fate brought you into my store. You have trouble with women.” 
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She opened the cabinet door and pulled out a blue bottle. It seemed to pulse with a kind of electric power in her hands, and she popped open the cork and inhaled. A thin veil of wispy smoke drifted from the open bottle and wrapped her head in a smoky halo. A crooked grin slid over her face. 

“Magical Sex Potion. Drink this and you will become irresistible to any woman you so desire,” she said, her voice dancing around him, touching his face, slipping under his skin and propelling him towards her.
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Moments later.
The cyan-clothed woman led the 21 new disciples to a huge, dark cave. Two servants guarded the entrance. When they saw the new arrivals, they immediately bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Lords, and Ladies."
The servants were all mortals. They managed the daily chores in Archean Mountain, and they greeted all inner sect disciples respectfully.
"Follow me in," said the cyan-clothed woman as she walked in.
Meng Chuan and the others entered the cave. They arrived inside the belly of the massive mountain. The cave's walls were decorated with enormous iridescent pearls. Their misty glow illuminated the cave walls—that were carved into enormous bookshelves by the Godfiends. On the bookshelves were rows of books. There were over 10,000 books in the cavern.
After the cyan-clothed woman entered, she sat cross-legged on a boulder casually. She looked at Meng Chuan and company and smiled. "You can just address me as Aunt-Master Qingyu."
"Aunt-Master Qingyu," greeted Meng Chuan and company respectfully.
"Archean Mountain disciples need to become transcendent-grade Godfiends or high-grade Godfiends," said the cyan-clothed woman with a smile. "You have just joined the sect. I believe all of you have great ambition, wishing to become a transcendent-grade Godfiend."
Meng Chuan, Yan Jin, Li Ying, Jin Huan, and Yan Chitong's eyes lit up.
They naturally wanted to become the strongest.
"There are 12 transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies. For example, Thirteen Swordbane Fiend Body, Eon Sea Fiend Body, Azure Lotus Divine Body, etc." The cyan-clothed woman smiled and shook her head. With a wave of her hand, books flew towards Meng Chuan and company from one of the bookshelves. "All of you can take a book. Read them carefully. All new disciples have read this book first."
Meng Chuan caught the book.
The black book was made of very special material. On the cover were three words: "Godfiend Formula Compilation."
"This Godfiend Formula Compilation gives a very detailed introduction to the 12 transcendent-grade Godfiend formulas and 27 high-grade Godfiend formulas. Read it first," said the cyan-clothed woman. "There are many books regarding transcendent-grade and high-grade Godfiend formulas. They have been categorized. You can read them carefully. Think about which Godfiend formulas you want to choose carefully.
"After all, some Godfiends have extremely powerful vitality. Some are suitable for archers. Some are suitable for close combat, while others are suitable for silent assassinations. If one doesn't succeed in one strike, one will be able to flee half a thousand kilometers away. 
"The Godfiend formula you cultivate will become the path you take for your entire life. You have to consider your choice carefully. Once you have chosen a formula, you'll have to cultivate using that formula for at least three years. Only if you fail to cultivate the formula will you be able to switch to a new Godfiend formula," said the cyan-clothed woman. "Think carefully. Even if you spend half a month to consider your choice, it will still be worth it."
Meng Chuan and company naturally understood the importance of choosing a Godfiend formula. All of them sat cross-legged and carefully read the book in their hands.
Meng Chuan immediately read the introductions regarding transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies.
They were: Thirteen Swordbane Fiend Body, Great Strength Fiend Body, Samsara Divine Body, Azure Lotus Divine Body, Archean Divine Body, Phoenix Divine Body, Dragon Divine Body, Eon Sea Fiend Body, Lightning Devastator Fiend Body, Two World Divine Body, Black Sand Fiend Body, and Indestructible Divine Body. They were all extremely powerful and difficult to cultivate.
Thirteen Swordbane Fiend Body was known as the strongest Godfiend body for one-on-one combat. Only mortals who cultivated the Wind Divine Body or Golden Body could cultivate it. They needed to achieve Sword Intent before finding thirteen different baneful auras. Thirteen Swordbanes would form from the thirteen different baneful auras once they have successfully fused with one's Sword Intent. With the thirteen Swordbanes, one could begin cultivating the Thirteen Swordbane Fiend Body. 
However, the process of fusing Sword Intent with baneful aura was something many geniuses couldn't withstand. The baneful aura would enter their brains, making it difficult for them to control themselves. All they could do was nullify the Swordbanes and switch to other Godfiend formulas.
Once someone mastered it, they would be skilled with domains. They could use the thirteen Swordbanes to kill enemies several kilometers away! They could also engage in melee combat as well. The thirteen Swordbanes could condense into one, and the sword's power was inconceivable.
In a one-on-one fight, their opponent wouldn't be able to touch them. They could attack from afar with the Swordbanes. The Thirteen Swordbane Fiend Body was also terrifying in melee combat. Thus it was indeed the strongest Godfiend body for one-on-one battles.
…
Great Strength Fiend Body had the greatest strength amongst the transcendent-grade Fiend Bodies! When standing on the ground, one's strength was unimaginable. One's strength would be halved if they were in the air. Even at half strength, it was still the strongest among all the Godfiend bodies. From this, one could see how strong one would be on land.
Only those who cultivated the Golden Divine Body or the Earth Divine Body could cultivate it…
…
Phoenix Divine Body was the most terrifying among transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies when it came to an all-out battle. By burning one's lifeforce to use Phoenix's Nirvana, its power stood atop all Godfiends. However, the price was immense. An expert with a Phoenix Divine Body wouldn't use this technique unless they were in a dire situation.
This Godfiend body formula could only be cultivated by someone who had awakened a phoenix bloodline.
…
The Dragon Divine Body was similar to the Phoenix Divine Body. It could only be cultivated by someone who had awakened a dragon god bloodline.
Godfiend Bodies which required bloodlines were limited to the Phoenix Divine Body and the Dragon Divine Body. Since bloodlines could be inherited, humans hoped for the Phoenix Divine Body Godfiends and Dragon Divine Body Godfiends to have more children.
…
Every formula had stringent requirements that had to be met before one could begin cultivating them.
There are only two transcendent-grade formulas that are suitable for me—Lightning Devastator Fiend Body and Eon Sea Fiend Body. Meng Chuan flipped through the book in his hand. Eh, Lightning Devastator Fiend Body seems to have the same name as the Lightning Devastator Saber art. Could they be related?
Meng Chuan smiled and carefully read the descriptions regarding the two transcendent-grade Godfiend Bodies.
…
The Lightning Devastator Fiend Body was the fastest amongst transcendent-grade Fiend bodies. They could release lightning and baneful auras from afar. They could also kill enemies in melee combat. Their strikes were as fast as lightning, making them a force to be reckoned.
By relying on speed, they could commit terrifying massacres.
The Lightning Devastator Fiend Body required mortals to cultivate the Lightning Divine Body. One also needed to reach the Realm of Intent. Once one was prepared enough, they would draw seven bolts of heavenly lightning into their body. They would then enter the Godfiend Blood Pool, use the heavenly lightning to refine their bodies—that were filled with baneful aura—and attain the Lightning Devastator Fiend Body. One required a robust foundation, Intent, and baneful aura—which was difficult to find—to cultivate the Lightning Devastator Fiend Body.
But that wasn't all. The most dangerous thing was the baneful aura. If one couldn't withstand the baneful aura, it would cause chaos in one's mind. Furthermore, they had to challenge the Life-and-Death juncture whilst doing all this. If one's body wasn't strong enough, they would be blasted into smithereens by the seven bolts of lightning.
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Eon Sea Fiend Body. Meng Chuan looked at the other Godfiend body he could cultivate.
The Eon Sea Fiend Body was skilled with domains. With a wave of a hand, one could envelop a half-kilometer area. They would have plenty of Quintessential Essence and tremendous strength. They enjoyed high recovery speed and strong vitality. Even if one was injured, they could recover rapidly. Even severed arms and legs could be regenerated.
Only those who cultivated in the Water Divine Body or Lightning Divine Body during the mortal realms could cultivate it…
Oh? Meng Chuan frowned. The speed of the Eon Sea Fiend Body can only be considered ordinary?
The Eon Sea Fiend Body was very powerful.
It had control over a domain, immense strength and vitality, and endless Quintessential Essence. However, speed was not its forte.
…
Eon Sea Fiend Body. Chu Yong's eyes lit up as he read the book.
He had become famous across the world when he was young. He was the number one genius in the imperial capital.
Why was he so famous? It was partly because of his family clan. The Chu family was one of the top family clans in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The family clan had a Regis Godfiend.
Therefore, he had long learned some basic information about the twelve transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies.
I cultivated the Water Divine Body and began drawing upon some lightning to temper my body in preparation for the Eon Sea Fiend Body. Chu Yong's eyes were filled with anticipation. Once I master the Eon Sea Fiend Body, my strength will be extremely great. My Quintessential Essence will be boundless, and I'll be almost indestructible. I won't be afraid of anyone in a direct battle. Even if there's an internecine outcome, I'll be up for the battle anytime.
He would quickly recover from any injuries. Even if his arms and legs were severed, it would only take some time for him to recover. As for the internecine outcome? Experts with Eon Sea Fiend Bodies enjoyed such battles the most because it was very difficult to kill them.
…
The 21 disciples carefully read through the book. Apart from the geniuses from the top family clans who already knew a little about them, the disciples were learning about transcendent-grade Godfiend bodies for the first time, including Meng Chuan.
There are 27 high-grade Godfiend bodies. There are six that are suitable for me. Meng Chuan flipped through the pages. Among them, the Mirage Fiend Body, Sanguine Divine Body, and Myriad Poisons Fiend Body can be cultivated by everyone. There's also the Wind Lightning Divine Body, Phantom Fiend Body, and Lightning Water Fiend Body that are suitable for me.
Time passed by quickly.
Meng Chuan and company went to the bookshelf to search for more detailed books. After sitting on the boulder for a while, the cyan-clothed woman silently left the cave.
…
Eastcalm Prefecture.
The Meng family clan members were extremely excited as they flaunted Meng Chuan's status as an Archean Mountain inner sect disciple. They even talked about how he came in first at the entrance examination. However, the other Godfiend family clans in Eastcalm Prefecture continued waiting. Only when the government officials announced the news did they believe it.
"An inner sect disciple of Archean Mountain? He even got first in the entrance examination?"
"He ranked first amongst all the geniuses of the Great Zhou Dynasty? This Meng Chuan is too amazing."
"Will Meng Chuan become a Marquis Godfiend in the future? Our Eastcalm Prefecture hasn't produced a Marquis Godfiend in thousands of years, right?"
The city was filled with discussions.
Meng Chuan had become Eastcalm Prefecture's pride. Meng Chuan was native to the Eastcalm Prefecture, and the people from his hometown were naturally proud of his achievements.
Inside the Yun family estate.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Yun Qingping—who was practicing her swordplay—heard porcelain shattering in her father's study. She could not help but shake her head gently. After experiencing the demon invasion, Yun Qingping had matured a lot. She felt like her father was incomparably inferior to her First and Second Uncle. Since the engagement has been annulled, what was there to regret? What use is there regretting their actions now?
"Scram!" Yun Fu'an stormed out of the study angrily. He shouted at the servants outside the study and strode out.
In fact, Yun Fu'an didn't feel regret. He felt embarrassed!
In Eastcalm Prefecture, all the other Godfiend family clans think of me as a joke. Yun Fu'an fumed. Man cannot always be fortunate. Who knows what will happen in the future? Perhaps when Meng Chuan becomes a Godfiend, he will perish together with a demon monarch?
Although he still tried his best to please the Meng family on the surface and worked hard to reestablish ties, Yun Fu'an still hoped that both the Meng family and Meng Chuan would fall one day.
Of course, he didn't act on these thoughts.
…
Discussions filled the entire city.
However, Fairy Meng's yard in the Meng family ancestral mansion was very quiet.
Fairy Meng sat at a desk and wrote a letter.
Cough! Cough! Cough! Death colored Fairy Meng's face. She coughed into her left hand—that was now covered in black and red bloodstains. Her face turned red from all the coughing, but she continued writing.
She finished writing the letter. It was addressed to Meng Chuan. After all, she would never be able to see him again.
I'm afraid my body won't last past tonight. Fairy Meng looked outside. She could vaguely hear laughter in the ancestral mansion—the clansmen were extremely happy. I, Meng Yan, became a Godfiend and killed demon monarchs. I managed to see my descendant, Meng Chuan, become an inner sect disciple of Archean Mountain before I died. I have no regrets left.


In a world dotted with World Entrances to a demon world, demons have invaded humans for centuries. Humanity has united and one of the most ancient sects in the world, the Archean Mountain Sect, has set up an entire education system in the form of Dao Academies and defenses at the World Entrances.
Meng Chuan, a young genius, is an expert at the swift saber. Despite his noble heritage, he has one goal—kill all demons. Scarred by demons because of how his mother sacrificed her life for him, he strives to enter Archean Mountain Sect to get the best resources and training.
Other than cultivation, his only pleasure is drawing. And as he draws, he becomes stronger… 
Enjoy this blood-pumping piece of art in Meng Chuan's journey to slay demons with the help of united human comrades.

Chapter 3: The Temple of God Serena: Part 2

They walked through the halls of this once glorious temple, weapons draw and their guards up higher than ever. As they walked through the temple, Brandish looked back at the two outlanders.

"We must be careful in these ruins." she forewarned "Traps can be anywhere, and there will likely be many. God Serena was trying to take power here, and protect himself in the process."

"No shit." Gajeel puled "Looks like we'll be in this fucking place forever."

"It does seem like it's going to be a while." Levy puffed "And I do admit, it's a lot like the ruins back home."

"Yeah, a fucking dump." they soon stopped in their tracks at the sight of a room they just entered.

In the center of the room, were large, human-sized cages with intact skeletons dangling inside the cages, holding onto the bars and had faces that made it look as if they're begging to be let out. Levy could feel her heart wretch at the state of these poor souls.

"I do not wish to imagine the kinds of things that happened in this chamber." Brandish solemly said "Who were the poor souls trapped in these cages? What tortures did they suffer at God Serena's hands? Was it in service to the dragons, or for his own purposes?"

"Ain't you a fucking bleeding heart." judged Gajeel. As they surveyed the temple's room, something came into Levy's view.

"H-hey!" she called out "I see something ahead!" just as she was about to look ahead, she spotted several coffins bursting open.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The sound repeated several times until out came several draugrs. A few that resembled the ones back home and some, that looked as if they had a little too much protein in their diets when they were alive..

"OH shit!" Levy squeaked.

"Fuck!" Gajeel vociferated "They got draugrs here too?!"

"Solsthiem was once a part of Skyrim! Of course there's draugur here!" the draugr looked to the direction Gajeel, Levy and Brandish were coming from and began to pull out their weapons.

"Aav Dilon!" one of them screamed. Just when he was about to strike Levy, Gajeel pulled out his sword and blocked the attack.

"Bolog aaz, mal lir!" it yelled at him.

"Got no clue what the fuck you're saying pal!" Gajeel hollered back. He swung his sword in a circle like fashion and then stabbed the draugr.

"Fus...RO DAH!" with Unrelenting Force, Gajeel sent the group of draugurs flying into the air and landing flat on their backs, killing one or two in the process. Brandish swung her twin axes in a ferocious manner and slaughtered the draugur. Levy decided to go against using weapons this time and went with a spell she learned during her time in the Dawnguard: Stendarr's Aura it was called. As she casted the spell a large aura surrounded her and just by walking by someone who was undead it would kill the draugur. Eventually, the draugr were dead again.

"I wish it didn't have to come to this." Brandish sighed at the now truly deceased draugr "But you left me no choice." she looked up at the two Outlanders with seriousness in her eyes "God Sernea obviously set this up to make sure intruders never entered his temple. I have a feeling we're on the right path. We must push forward." She marched ahead while Gajeel whispered to his wife:"Kinda makes ya miss Minerva huh?" Levy couldn't help but nod.

Hours had passed and they still were walking through the temple of this God Serena. Draugr and worshipers popped out of nowhere trying to delay their quest; but they didn't let it stop them, they needed to get to the bottom of this temple and find out what was going on. As they tirelessly made their way through another hall with now deceased draugrs, Brandish looked up and spotted something in the distance.

"What's that up ahead?" Brandish cross-examined. Unsure, the three made their way until they came across another room. Inside the room were blades swinging from the ceiling at a fast pace.

"I am not going down there." Brandish laughed "It would be foolish to attempt it. You have a much better chance than I to make it through these traps." she looked up and spotted a lever on the other side of the room that looked untouched, next to a gated doorway "I have no doubt that lever turns these blades off. I shall wait here for now." she then sat down on the ground and refused to move. The Nord couple looked at the Solsthiem native with distaste. They studied the trap right in front of them before Gajeel gently moved his wife aside.

"You stay here Levy," Gajeel told his wife "I'll handle this." he put his weapon away and got into the position he needed to be in. He then firmly planted his feet on the ground before taking a deep breath through his nose.

"Wuld...NAH KEST!" and with a blink of an eye, Gajeel was on the other side of the room unscathed. He made his way over to the lever and pulled it, turning the trap off and unlocking the door.

Brandish got out of her posture, joined Levy and made her way over to Gajeel.

"Thank you." she smiled "God Sernea took great pains to make it difficult to reach him, it seems. Let us hope that is the last of these traps."

"It fucking better be." kvetched Gajeel, now that the door was open they could get into the bowels of the temple even quicker and find out what's going on here.

They found themselves in a place deeper than they've ever been. Probably as deep as the Dwenmer ruins, if not deeper. They looked around the decaying ruins with curiosity and wonder.

"I do not know what it is God Serena learned that gave him reason to turn on his masters;" Levy commented "but his path seems to have been a cruel one. I wonder if we will find some answers to what happened so long ago?"

"We should be able to." Brandish commented "But I admit this place disturbs me." as Levy walked through the temple, the strange aura that felt familliar to her just got stronger as she kept walking through the place. Her stomach teetered as she walked and she felt light-headed; the aura was intensely powerful.

Levy suddenly felt her husband's hand gently on her shoulder and he looked at her with concern.

"You ok Lev?" he asked. Her face was beginning to become drenched with sweat (well, it was humid in that place) and she looked at her husband, licking her lips for a moment and nodding.

"I'm fine." she antiphoned "The aura I sensed earlier is beginning to get stronger. It's literally making me nauesous."

"Don't worry wife, we'll be outta here soon. I promise." he slid his hand down to hers and held it tightly. Levy smiled at that before they spotted another staircase that lead downstairs.

"How much deeper can this be?" Brandish enjoined "I had been told that God Serena's power was great; but to have built so large a temple... It cannot be much farther now. I feel it in my bones."

"Better be." Gajeel opined "My wife's getting si-" he stopped himself and looked up ahead "Holy shit."

"What's wrong dear?" Levy questioned.

"I'm hearing chanting... think there's a Word Wall nearby." he raced down the stairs until he came into a room where the chanting grew louder and louder. He looked to his left and spotted the Word Wall. It had been close to five months since he had a single Word Wall and now he was so thrilled to have one! Since Gajeel did a lot of traveling, they were becoming scarce. He made his way over to it, feeling his vision darkening and the word on the wall glowing. Once he got close enough to the wall, an aura wrapped itself around Gajeel and a word kept reverberating in his head: Mul-Strength

"Damn. About time I get a new Shout." Gajeel smirked "Ain't that right Levy?" no answer "Levy?" still no answer. He looked behind himself and found both Levy and Brandish, staring at the ceiling, mouths a gape, eyes as wide as sweet-rolls "The fuck's with you two?" unable to say anything, Levy pointed at what her and Brandish were gawking at which made him look in curiousity. When he looked, he too looked in horror. There, above the Word Wall was the desecrated remains of a dragon. It was an intact skeleton, like the ones Gajeel knew oh-so well because of his Dragonborn abilities; but these remains were strung up as if God Serena meant to taunt his former allies.

"I had heard God Serena had turned against the Dragon Cult;" Brandish swallowed "but to display the remains in such a manner as this... It's no wonder the dragons razed his temple to the ground. Seeing the remains hung up like trophies must have enraged them to no end."

"I-I think I'm going to be sick." Levy gulped "We've slayed multiple dragons but... by the Gods this is horrifying."

Just as they said that, they heard the sounds of coffin lids bursting open as well as footsteps. Gajeel, Levy and Brandish look-seed and found several draugurs coming out o their coffins. One of them was heavily decorated which showed he was a powerful warrior in his day. The draugur began to attack the three intruders which started an all out battle, Gajeel pulled out his sword and blocked the attack made by the decorated draugr, he used this to swoop his leg underneath the feet of the draugr, causing it to fall on it's back and have Gajeel stab it square in the chest. Levy pulled out her twin blades and stabbed two draugrs in the throat, she then used it as leverage to kick another draugr in the face, crushing his skull and then beheading the other two. Brandish with her twin blades slashed away at vital areas and caused the embalming fluids inside the living corpses to bleed out like it was their blood.

Once every draugr in the room lied on the floor, bereft of life once again, Brandish began to search the room for an exit. Only to not find one.

"There has to be a way out." Levy reasoned "Maybe we just can't see it!"

"I think we should look at these corpses." Brandish suggested "Maybe we can find something on one of them." having a good idea of where a clue for the way out could be. He made his way over to the draugr that was decorated in the clothes that showed his status. He carefully searched the corpse (all while trying not to gag) and soon found a key for a door.

"Oi, I gotta key!" he called out "I got a good idea where that fucking door would be. You know where his coffin could be?"

"I think it's the one in the middle." Levy thought. Her husband made his way over to the coffin in the center and found a small keyhole on the coffin's back slab. He took the key he found and unlocked the coffin's secret door revealing another room.

"We're getting close." Brandish smiled "The end of this Godsforsaken temple should be here soon." with that said, they made their way through the secret entrance and into the next room.

They yet again went through more rooms and soon started descending multiple staircases, killing more draugrs and cultists until they arrived to a dead end where there was a pull chain. Gajeel pulled the chain in front of him which lead to another secret room. This room, was what they were looking for. The walls were green and had the exact same architecture that had been plaguing the island. However, there were the statues of a tentacled monster all over the room. Levy knew who this effigy was, but she couldn't really remember it. One thing that caught everyone's attention the most was a large black colored book with a figure that looked just like the statues. Levy was always one who loved to read (hence why her husband built a library in their home) but this was one book Levy never wanted to touch. The aura around this book made Levy sick to her stomach and run to the corner to evacuate her stomach contents. The aura she had been feeling all day was coming from this book.

"There are dark magics at work here." Brandish commented "Ready yourself. This book... It seems wrong, somehow. Here, yet... not. It may be what we seek." Gajeel made his way over to the book and placed his hand over the cover.

"Gajeel..." Levy warned.

"I'll be fine Levy." he reassured "Promise." hesitantly, Levy just stood still as Gajeel opened the book. The moment he opened it, a green light omitted from the book's pages and black tentacles bursted from the pages, wrapping around Gajeel and before he could mutter a single word, his vision faded.

His vision began to return and soon, he found himself in a world he was not familiar with. The skies were a bright green and the seas were an odd black ooze. The surrounding land was the same architecture that was plauging Solsthiem. In front of Gajeel was a light-skinned man with long orange hair held in a high up pony-tail that was split side to side, a disc like weapon that was attacthed to his back. He was surrounded by odd, floating octopus like creatures that looked demonic. The man was God Serena.

"The time comes soon when-" God Serena began.

"The fuck is this place?" Gajeel muttered to himself.

"What?!" God Serena suddenly conjured up lightning from his bare hands and attacked Gajeel, causing our hero to fall on his hands and knees. The man then made his way over to Gajeel to examine him. His eyes were light in color and he had a large scar over his nose. What caught Gajeel's attention the most, was a mask hanging off his neck. It was gold plated and looked like a tentacled face, it was a Dragon Priest mask.

"Who are you to dare set foot here?" hissed God Serena. Suddenly, his eyes widened at realization "Ahh... You are Dragonborn. I can feel it. And yet..." he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before looking at Gajeel with a devilish grin "So you have slain Acnologia... Well done. I could have slain him myself back when I walked the earth; but I chose a different path."

"Says the guy who's temple was burnt to shit." Gajeel shot back "And seriously, your fucking taste in arcitecture is terrible. I can make better-"

"ENOUGH of this!" God Serena hollered "I'm sick of all this!"

"You didn't even let me fucking talk ya piece of-" Gajeel pointed out.

"You have no idea of the true power a Dragonborn can wield!" It was obvious to Gajeel this guy couldn't take a hit to his big ego. Suddenly, he did something that made Gajeel look in utter shock. God Serena Shouted "Mul...QUH DIIV!" an aura suddenly surrounded God Serena and took the form of a dragon. Gajeel was stunned.

"He-he's a fucking Dragonborn too?!" Gajeel thought to himself.

"This realm is beyond you, you have no power here! And it is only a matter of time before Solstheim is also mine! I already control the minds of its people. Soon they will finish building my temple, and I can return home." he then looked at the two tentacle like creatures "Send him back where he came from! He can await my arrival with the rest of Tamriel." when he finished his orders, he made his way over to a dragon that was nearby. The two tentacled monsters made their way over to Gajeel and began to throw green orbs at Gajeel. Searing pain ripped through his body as he watched God Serena fly away on the dragon he hitched a ride on. As Gajeel watched this scene, the pain became too unbearable that he blacked out.

"Gajeel!" he heard his wife's voice call out. He regained his vision and soon saw the face of his loving wife, looking at him with concern "Are you alright?!" he looked around the area he was in and realized he was back at the Temple with his wife and Brandish. The mysterious book that took him to that unknown place was lying on the pedestal they found it on, looking so sweet and innocent. Brandish made her way over to Gajeel, concerned about what he went through.

"What happened to you?" she cross-examined "You read the book and then... It seemed as though you were not really here. I could see you, but also see through you!"

"I don't know what the fuck that book is capable of;" Gajeel hoarsely said "but it's able to do some crazy shit. I just saw God Serena." the girls looked at Gajeel in complete distress.

"Y-you saw him?!" Levy swallowed.

"Where?" asked Brandish "Where is he? Can we reach him? Can we kill him?" that last one made the two outlanders look at her as if she was insane.

"This book took me to where he was." Gajeel explained "Where ever the hell that was. But there's more to it; he's alive and Levy, what's worse is he's like me: Dragonborn." Levy's complexion paled hearing her husband's words.

"H-he's Dragonborn?!" she squeaked "B-but that's impossible! You're the only Dragonborn in Tamriel!"

"That's what scaring the shit outta me right now. He's trying to come back to this fucking world. He also said he's the one controlling the minds of everyone on this Godsforsaken wasteland. I'm now 100 per-fucking-cent he sent those cultists to kill me." this couldn't seriously be happening. Another Dragonborn?! If God Serena was Dragonborn like Gajeel and was causing trouble in this world while he was in another... then this was a situation out of their control. If they get out alive it would be a miracle.

"This is a dangerous thing, then." Brandish confirmed about the book "We should return to my village, and show this to my father. Perhaps August can make sense of what is going on."

"Do you really think he can?" Levy asked.

"My father is an amazing shaman. If anyone can figure it out, it's him." with that said, the three took the book, soon found an exit and left the Godsforsaken temple once and for all

[Father! I've completed the genetic mapping of the animals that reside in the local area!] Say the laptop to the man that still dismantling the mountain of animals in front of him.

"Oh, thanks, Gendis~ I'll check that after finishing with the flesh in this wolf~"

[but father… there're 20 more of that wolf…]

"What~ it's only 20… It'll soon be finished"

                Then, the man continuing his dismantling process like a wind, he has done everything very fast and clean, not even a speck of blood splattered on his body nor his clothes. The piling up wolf dismantled one after another at a very fast pace; skin, flesh, inner organs, all of it were all piled up in a different section, while the bones were all once again getting dismantled at an even faster pace, ribs, skull, joints, and it spine were all gathered in a different place.

This is something he learned over time, which is, something that already been dismantled won't go missing or disappeared into nothingness, and tragically, he learned it from another animal that he killed in a certain house, with a high intellect collecting another animal's head as his trophy, in a certain territory of a certain mammals with 2 hands and 2 legs walking like a human...

From the start to the end, he's just a normal person, after all, thinking of the easiest thing to do, Ridwan never thought of dismantling the animals for something like amusement, all along, he used ores to create his own weapons but, rarely use the animal carcass like an item. And that is something which happened 12 years after Gendis' knowledge conversion.

"Alright, with this all is finished~ how long did it take me?"

[it's a new record father! 10 minutes! Dismantling 40 wolves in 10 minutes, and without a speck of blood splattered to you!]

"ho ho~ that's nice, I should be faster if I have a sharper knife though…"

[it is true, that knife already dull after all  father…]

"But, others knives are already rusty my dear…"

[then why don't you just create one father?]

"Ah… that's nice, I need a weapon too after all… using those whip to kill a pack of 100 years old wolf is as expected, troublesome after all…"

[but… but… you were only spent 20 minutes to do that father…]

"Well, it's better to use bow or gun but the thing already empty of its bullets and arrow after all… and the bows bowstring can't be used after snapped too…"

[… are you really my father? ]

"hey… we've already talked about that 2 days ago…"

[I know, but I really can't believe that my father, that gramps can be this kind of hunk… and able to make me become mobile and create an even better spec computer using several junks in the nearby computer after all… moreover, to make my coward father that only eat spoiled food, to become an experienced hunter in a mere 40 years is really something…]

"ugh… am I really that bad?..."

[Yes]

                The man, Ridwan had a grimace hearing the speech of the PC atop the moving remote controlled car.

"ugh… really, that's hurt you know, but if I don't change I will die sooner or later so, yes I need to adapt to the new world I reside in… and, let's start to cook then seek for the near smithing place…"

[There's no near smithing place in this town father…]

"seriously… Can't you search for the nearest place? It's kind of troublesome if I can't find one after all… the one I used before blown up because of my mistake in forging..."

Even after  3 years long after his youth come back, he can't learn how to Smith, even though he can easily handle any kinds of weapon to hunt, and after the 2nd year he learning about smithing... he blew up the whole smiths because of his rage and fury over something so hard to learn... 

[Understood father… Connecting to the satellite… searching for…]

                The PC starts to process the searching while following the walking man to the nearest house. Meanwhile, inside the house, the man turning on the stove and pour some of the oil to the pan and start to fry the wolf meat, using many of the spices and herbs that he pick outside of the house he continues to cook, and not long after a nice fragrant pouring out of the house, however in the desolate town only the animals and the insects appeared, while there is no human that can be sighted.
                The animals that smell the fragrance come out of the house. However, looking at the location of the fragrance comes out; they all start to run away in a hurry and flurry manner, like their lives depends on their legs, while the insects all fly around as fast as they could or hide as soon as possible.

"Hmm, this smell, it's something that could make those chefs bow down to me! Heh! This is my prowess in cooking, fear it, and bow down in respect before me. Jyahahaha!"

[Father, you laugh like an old man again…] Retort the PC

"Well, I really am an old man after all…"

[but, you have a teens appearance so please act accordingly…]

"Alright, alright~ I understand, thanks for the food"

                The men stopped talking and start eating. while eating "But it's weird huh. At early years after cooking those damn thing surely attacking me and try to rob my food, but now~ none of them dare to get close to me…"

[Even I after 2 days looking at you already feel frightened father, even more, the 100 years or older animals and insects outside, at the very least they should be able to grasp what dangerous and what is not father…]

"In other words I am dangerous?"

[for the local animals and insects, I believe they do think you are, father]

"Hmm. Anyhow, you seem to be more fluent in talking and showing your expression in your voice after the conversion eh~"

[Yes, Mr. History has given the basic input of human emotion and common sense, as well as connection to the earthlings' internet access, so I more or less understand a human way of thinking]

"*munch munch* *gulp* hee, that's convenient, have you found the smithing place?"

[Yes father]

"Okay let's go there. Ah, and don't forget to save the database on the animals' genetic maps and the records of their characters along the way okay~"

[Understood father]

Soon after knowing the eccentricity of the animals in the years before, Ridwan has thought about their change in way of doing think, having a longer lifetime than should be would give them a negative impact, in a way or another, having a longer life with youth in their grasp, the animals surely won't give you something good, especially so, for animals which should be dead in several years of their life...

That's the reason why, Ridwan ask Gendis to create a genetic map, which can be compared with the data before the Great disappearance...

It'll be alright if the Disappearance only occurs for 100 years, but, if it happens more than... it'll be a hell for those returnees...

as they won't face animals that can make them levels up, but monsters that will be leveled up from their dead bodies...
...
..
.

"hoo, there's a new book again huh, but this thickness how amusing~"

                The teens' grin at the thick book in front of him that was created out of nowhere, he touches the book and stays silent for a moment, until he grins at the book. It's unknown what he thinks and it's unknown at what did he looks at, as there's bandage surrounding his eyes, wrapping his eyes.

"Fufufu, so that gramps really did that in just mere hundreds of year huh, how amusing…"

The smiles on the teens widen, and he chuckles.

"Well, it seems that doubling his comprehension only make him even better than he should be huh, still… those fools should already realize that there's an inconsistency in the time flow surrounding the earth and dispatch some angels there… *grin* I wonder what will they do when they see the barren land that lack of presence on the surface huh~ hahaha"

The man's laugh became louder and louder, echoing in the hallway in the place that seems like a library with racks of bookshelves, there are only bookshelves in the surrounding no matter where you go. As the bookshelves seem like a whole world itself, the place like a maze created by the bookshelves. In those mass of books, there are only the teens that still laughing in front of the desk atop the chair he sat on.

"Let's pay them a visit again at a later time, there's still a long way to go since it's hard for me to leave this place… the new book keeps coming in a stream after all… Well, this is the amusement I have after all, as my duty as the librarian I could read as much as I want too~ Oh, look here, another book I wonder what kind of story did this books tell me eh~"

                The man opens another book in the pile of books that come out again without any sign, and open it and read it like it's a normal thing to do. He sat there, and touch the books one after another only to see another book to be created out of nowhere like a never-ending the stream of water from a fountain.

                His face looks amused at the book, and sometimes he frowns, sometimes he grins, sometimes touched. The looks on his face telling a story by itself, even if his eyes wrapped, the shine in his eyes can't be hidden from the face of his. Until the time a *BAM* sound echoing in the large library, the teens stop his finger from scanning another book and look to his front, long annoyed gazes he gave to the door that seems soo further to his desk.

"Damn it! Can't you at least be gentler in opening the door damn it!" Shout the teen.

"Shut yer trap History! I'm bored… those pricks start to train yet another minion of their and hoping to gain the upper hand in their war…"

The unknown voice which tells no age nor gender delivered to the ears of the teens without any echo from the hall. No form could be seen from the other side of the opened door, as the door closed and the voice once again…

"Those pricks think that using a place that looks like my earth could give them another me… how idiotic…"

"Is that so? But I got myself amused seeing someone that could stay hidden from those pricks transfer and create one thing after another~"

"Ah, that introverted person? he still alive?"

"Yeah, I gave him anti-aging that last until the time restarted itself, and double his comprehension~ as expected, you know about him huh~"

"Of course I know, I'm just too lazy to involve myself since I think it's better for him to die earlier rather than later, and in a more gruesome manner… But, since you already help him I can see the amusing story that will show itself eh~ how intriguing~"

"I will play there later, wanna come along?"

"Nah, I'll pass~ too lazy to do that~ anyhow, I'll watch those pitiful thing training with their external energy again, so bye~"

                The door once again closed with a *BAM*, and the silent once again prevails the place, while the teens once again touching the book one after another as if nothing has ever happened…

The world pulled towards the war, in the realm above, much higher beings and devils that can easily destroy earth try to taking advantage of them. 

being ruled by the even higher being, the earth has an umbrella that protecting them from being enslaved. with 20 years they'd learned how scary the war would be, and another 20 years, they've lived as a reincarnated person...

after coming back, they see hell... the hell that's been created by the even higher being...

threatened by obliteration what will the humans' race do?

while in another part, irregularity after another shown on earth, even make the higher being sweat...

*I'm not a native English speaker, so please tell me when you found some error~ thanks!

Xu Daxing ended up exceeding the time limit because of his momentary hesitation and had to endure twenty beatings.
However, Xu Cihang did not use much force when he was punishing him. So, Xu Daxing merely suffered some mild injuries, which did not affect his training. 
Xu Daxing had initially thought that he would be severely punished since he had directly offended Xu Cihang. However, he had never expected to be let off the hook so easily. This made him feel rather ashamed and grateful. 
Given Xu Cihang's temper, he would have beaten Xu Daxing to death if he could do so, but Chu Li had repeatedly told him that they could not afford to lose any of these twenty people at the moment. In any case, they should let these men complete their formation training first. Therefore, Xu Cihang had to control his temper and punish the young man lightly. 
At dawn, Jiang Jinfu quietly came to the Sharp Vigor Battalion campsite and rapidly circled the area to check on what they were doing before he rushed back to the central army tent. After entering the tent, he gave a fist salute and said, "General, they're still practicing that formation. It looks quite ridiculous!"
The both of them had also undergone battle formation training before, but their training method was quite different.
Chu Li's method seemed absolutely ridiculous and funny. His formation did not look powerful at all. Instead, it appeared as though they were playing a game of house. 
Perhaps they were doing this for their own amusement. After all, once the general had decided to dispatch the Sharp Vigor Battalion, these men would all be fated to die on the battlefield because they would be too weak to withstand a single blow from the enemy.
Yang Ping had a book in his hand as he stood in an upright manner with his eyes fixated on the book. "They're still practicing that formation?" 
"Yes," Jiang Jinfu replied. "General, would you like me to tell him to stop fooling around?"
"Since he likes to fool around, just leave him be." Yang Ping lifted his gaze from the book and turned to Jiang Jinfu. "If he doesn't keep those guys busy, they'll have nothing better to do anyway… In some sense, he's doing a good deed."
"Their appetite has grown ever since they started their training. They're wasting our food supply!" Jiang Jinfu said. 
"There are just twenty of them. It won't make that big of a difference," Yang Ping replied and waved a hand dismissively. "Go and ask them if they would like us to send some people over there to practice with them. Try to find out what exactly he has been training them to do!"
"Understood," Jiang Jinfu replied. Then, he strode out of the tent and quickly made his way to the Sharp Vigor Battalion camp again.
Fan Yang welcomed him graciously while he chuckled. "Young Jiang, what brings you here?"
"Elder Fan, what are you guys practicing?"
"A battle formation."
"Hehe… This is a battle formation?" Jiang Jinfu shook his head and broke into laughter. "Alright then, the general has sent me here to ask you if you need us to lend you a helping hand."
"Coincidentally, we were thinking of asking the general for some help," Fan Yang replied with a smile. "We were hoping to get a hundred-man troop to come over and launch an attack on these people." 
"A hundred-man troop?" Jiang Jinfu laughed heartily in surprise. "Stop joking around!"
"I won't joke around about such matters," Fan Yang said with a chuckle. "According to Master Zhao, these twenty men should be able to handle a hundred-man troop now."
Jiang Jinfu continued to laugh. "Haha... Okay, sure. I'll bring them over in the afternoon… Then, they'll know the true power of the Li Dynasty's cavalry!"
"Great," Fan Yang said with a smile. "We'll be waiting."
Jiang Jinfu turned his head and glanced at the twenty people who were walking around on wooden poles with short quick steps. Then, he turned around and left at once to arrange for a hundred-man troop to come over.
After breakfast, Xu Cihang raised his voice and said, "There'll be a battle this afternoon. A hundred-man cavalry troop will be coming over. If you guys can defeat this hundred-man troop, you'll be rewarded with two days of rest. If you fail to do so, you'll have to train harder and practice even at night!"
When the twenty men heard this, their expressions were filled with helplessness. They wished they would just pass out right away.
They had been practicing so diligently. If they had to practice harder and were forced to train even at night, they might as well die. Such an intense training method would eventually drive them crazy.
"Now, let's carry on with your training off from the poles!" Xu Cihang shouted. "Everyone, take a blade and point it diagonally upward. There's no need to make any special moves. Just don't get knocked out of formation!" 
The men began to cheer as they felt an inexplicable joy when they heard that they did not have to walk on the poles anymore. It felt as though they had been bound in ropes before this and were finally released from the ropes that had held them.
They each took an ironwood blade from the weapons rack and pointed it diagonally upward. Then, they began to run around a white circle that had been drawn on the ground beforehand. 
Xu Cihang and Fan Yang could not help but nod in approval. The twenty of them seemed like a circular saw blade that was rotating at high speed. They did not have to wave their blades around because the formation was already terrifying enough and it appeared as if it could cut anything in its path into pieces.
After lunch, they took a short break before they continued their training on the wooden poles.
Suddenly, the ground started to tremble. Then, a loud rumbling sound could be heard as a hundred-man cavalry appeared like a rushing wind that charged directly into the Sharp Vigor Battalion campsite and toward the twenty people. 
The hundred-man cavalry was armed with scimitars. Although these weapons were also made from ironwood blades, which would not cause any fatal injuries, they could inflict excruciating pain and could even cause severe muscle and bone injuries. Judging by the cavalry's aggressive demeanor, they were clearly intent on making the Sharp Vigor Battalion suffer a serious defeat.
"Come down! Get into formation!" Xu Cihang shouted. 
The men hurriedly leaped off the poles and landed in front of him before taking their respective positions.
"Rotate the formation!" Xu Cihang instructed.
They had come to obey his commands subconsciously since they were frequently punished by him during their training. No amount of fear or surprise could keep them from obeying him. As they began to run in circles, the formation immediately started to take effect as they came charging at the cavalry like a chainsaw.
The cavalry was quick-witted and agile. When they saw that they were falling into a disadvantageous position, they quickly sheathed their blades and threw themselves under their horses' bellies. 
"Bam, bam, bam…" One by one, the horses collided into the ironwood blades and whined in pain. As the horses continued to suffer more severe neck injuries, they collapsed onto their sides while it neighed.
Although the horses were collapsing in front of the formation, this did not stop the formation from rotating. The twenty men swiftly moved backward to avoid the horses that had collapsed onto the ground and waited for the rear cavalry to charge toward them.
The rear cavalry took advantage of this situation to surround them from behind. However, their horses could not escape getting struck down by the long blades from the formation either.
When the twenty men noticed that this seemingly domineering hundred-man cavalry could not handle their formation, their confidence grew immensely. They began to run faster while they tightened their grip on their weapons. The horses collapsed one after another and struggled to stand back up while the riders gradually withdrew themselves from the battle.
If they had been using real blades, these horses would have been dead!
The remaining fifty soldiers of the cavalry moved in circles around them in search of their flaws. After a while, they retrieved their bows from their backs and began shooting headless arrows at the formation. The headless arrows showered down on the twenty men like heavy rain. 
"Puff, puff, puff, puff…" The arrows were sent flying away by the blades just as they were about to hit the top of the men's heads. Their long blades had formed a net-like shield above them so none of the arrows managed to hit them.
The cavalry could not believe their eyes as they kept shooting arrows at the men.
The twenty men remained perfectly in order and paid no attention to their opponents at all. The continuous stream of arrows could not break through the protective net formed by their blades. 
When the cavalry ran out of arrows and still could not defeat these twenty people, they retreated and decisively left the Sharp Vigor Battalion. This was a tradition of Soaring Eagle Cavalry. If all attempts at attacking their opponents failed, they should retreat and should not keep pestering their opponents. 
Chu Li stood in front of his tent while he watched the battle with a faint smile.
When he saw the outcome, he nodded in satisfaction. These convicts possessed tremendous potential. It was truly incredible that they had managed to unleash thirty percent of this formation's power.
"Let's leave!" one of the riders shouted. "We should stop making fools of ourselves!"
A hundred-man cavalry had failed to defeat twenty foot soldiers. This was indeed an extraordinary humiliation for them!
In the blink of an eye, they had cleared out of the scene. Only Jiang Jinfu was left behind, staring at them in a daze.
He found the outcome of the battle rather hard to believe. In any case, that was a hundred-man cavalry, and an infantry could never go up against a cavalry. A hundred-man cavalry troop should be completely capable of wiping out five hundred to one thousand foot soldiers. However, they had failed to defeat these twenty men!
More importantly, these new soldiers had just joined the army and had been training for only ten days!
Xu Cihang shouted, "Stop the formation!"
The twenty men were perfectly in sync as they stopped and remained motionless in their positions.
After this round of battle, their spirits felt entirely different. Their eyes were bright and piercing while their expressions seemed firm and determined. They were already starting to emit a predatory aura.
A smile appeared on Chu Li's face. Only soldiers like these could be regarded as useful. They finally stood a chance at performing a meritorious deed.
Xu Cihang and Fan Yang went to Jiang Jinfu and interrupted his daze.
"Young Jiang, how was it?" Fan Yang asked with a chuckle. "Are you satisfied with this formation?"
"I'll go and report this to the general!" Jiang Jinfu did not want to see their smug looks, so he walked away immediately.
The two of them burst out laughing as they watched Jiang Jinfu leave so hastily.


Chu Li was a particle physicist until a freak accident took his life and transmigrated him to a parallel universe — one where he wakes up with inexplicable abilities and finds himself in the running for a job in the imperial palace. 
This is a story of heroic adventures, cunning strategies and romantic tales. How will our MC thrive in a world completely strange to him? Where will his ambitions and abilities take him in the palace?

Impressively, Tu Style Healing Art was displayed on the bottom-most frame.
The peculiar thing was that this Tu Style Healing Art frame contained two smaller frames, which were stacked on top of each other.
The top frame was Spirit Prompt.
The bottom frame was transplanting art.
These were the two key techniques of the Tu Style Healing Art.
Lu Sheng looked toward the Spirit Prompt frame above.
'Spirit Prompt. First stage, black spirit-prompting thread. (Special traits. Blood Formation, level one. Suture, level one. Growth Promotion, level one.)'
'This really is a cultivation method that has no offensive abilities at all…' Lu Sheng shook his head slightly. He glanced at his remaining Mental Energy.
He gave it some thought. Then, he slowly moved his finger toward the modify button under the interface.
'Let's try raising it by one level.'
After pushing the button with familiar movements, Lu Sheng focused his gaze on the Spirit Prompt frame.
"Hiss…"
The frame blurred and sharpened in an instant.
'Spirit Prompt. Second stage. (Special traits. Blood Formation, level two. Suture, level two. Growth Promotion, level two.)'
'I've consumed one unit of Mental Energy. This means that this fundamental skill formula isn't a low-tiered one… I don't feel any burden on my body, which means that my precision far surpasses the requirements of this stage…' Lu Sheng was silent for a while. He looked toward the frame again.
'Let's raise it to the highest level, level five.' With a thought, his Mental Energy started flowing rapidly.
The frame blurred and sharpened several times. It started flickering.
A few moments later.
Lu Sheng aimed his hand toward a patch of grass to his side.
"Hiss…"
A black beetle with injured feet was instantly immobilized by a transparent thread.
Its injured feet quickly healed, and it was restored to perfect health in no time. It buzzed its wings and started flying around Lu Sheng.
"Crack… Crack…"
It barely made a circle when the beetle's wound did not stop growing. Black spikes grew from out of its feet.
Its body swiftly swelled up, and the wings on its back grew longer. Countless fine yellow lumps of flesh grew on its faint yellowish abdomen.
The beetle grew in size and width until it was the size of a soccer ball. The bug seemed to have mutated into a completely different species. It was now a vile-looking ball of flesh.
"Bam!"
It exploded. Bloody liquid sprayed on the ground.
"Hm… That's overkill… But this effect… exceeded my expectations."
Lu Sheng muttered to himself for a while. Then, he looked at his healing art spirit-prompting threads that were already at the highest level.
'There's no rush. I should wait until I've learned all there is to learn before deriving and making an overall improvement.'
He unleashed some Devil Qi to clean up the remains of the bug and the mess it made. Then, he turned around and left the forest.
'This effect can certainly be incorporated into my martial path. Many defensive skill formulas won't defend against vigor whose nature is completely devoid of harm. I can invade my target's body with harmless vigor, and then promote such a distorting and peculiar effect…'
It could not be denied that this was a good train of thought.
Lu Sheng was thinking about how he was supposed to incorporate this into his own martial path. He returned to Tu Jin's courtyard and resumed his role as an assistant.
Lately, there has been an outbreak of a disease known as Kashan. Many patients had turned up at their doorstep, but this disease spread too quickly, and the chances of recovery were low a well. As a result, the courtyard was jam-packed with people.
Lu Sheng busied himself with tending to the patients. Tu Jin had no time to give them directions. They were on their own.
Fundamentally, the Tu Style Healing Art's real core was the transplanting art. The healing art was created as an auxiliary ability for the transplanting art.
After observing several organ transplant surgeries, Lu Sheng was starting to have an idea about this healing art.
He started his own organ transplant experiments in secret as well. The forests around him were large enough. He dug a cave underground and started trapping various animals from the area to use in his small-scale experiments.
At the same time, he was waiting for Tu Jin to finally deal with all his patients and teach him about the transplanting.
...
Spring passed and summer came. Another two months went by in the blink of an eye.
Libra City, Fourth Ward. The Scarlet Cloud Sect.
Scarlet cloud layers slowly covered the skies above the entire sect. A black mountain ram's head hovered in the center of the clouds.
Among the huge cluster of dark gray buildings underneath, Zhao Decheng lowered his head slowly. He looked toward the water clock on the nearby wall.
This was a special timepiece which told the time by relying on the steady flow of water.
The flow of the water could be maintained at a constant speed here thanks to the existence of the runic formations.
"Where is she?" He furrowed his brows.
"I'm coming." Chenchen appeared. Her bulging tummy was swaying with her movements as she jogged up to him.
"This letter is from Dad. It's for you." She handed an unopened envelope to Zhao Decheng.
"What did master tell you? Is he still mad at us for running away?" Zhao Decheng hastily asked what was on his mind.
"He's mad, but that's because we're the people the most precious to him." Chenchen smacked her own fat buttocks.
"What else can he say? I'm sure he'll mention that the rye is ripe and they're hiring help to bring it in, or maybe the Qianyu flowers we've planted are budding again, or maybe art master Li's painted snake produced more dead eggs…"
Zhao Decheng sighed with relief. He opened the letter and looked at its contents. It was mostly as Chenchen had said.
However…
"Teacher says here that he's taken in a final disciple?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes. He's the young man Dad rescued back when we ran away." Chenchen was indifferent. "Who cares? I reckon that he'll be gone soon enough. Who'd want to waste their precious youth on an healing art that can't even be used to save oneself? Isn't that a scam?"
"You're right." Zhao Decheng nodded. "As long as everything's alright. We're about to launch a massive operation soon. Evil Spirits are causing trouble in a southern village. The Benevolent Virtue Hall has given the order. I've accepted it for us both. You coming?"
"Let's go. I have nothing to do recently," Chenchen agreed.
.....
Net Dragon Horn. The Tu Residence.
"Thank you for the treatment, Doctor Tu. Here's the payment." A white-haired old man slowly put on his clothes again, covering most of the pus-filled ulcers on his shoulder. Then, he produced a translucent round coin from his sleeve and gave it to Tu Jin.
"This is… a bit too much…" Tu Jin took the ice money. He was hesitant.
"Take the change as a token of this old man's gratitude. All these years, you're the only one who's capable of treating this old ailment of mine. I've gone to the main city, Kind Heart Sect, and Good Fortune Temple, but none of them could do anything about this insect poison," the old man replied with a smile.
"Very well, then. It'd be impolite for me to refuse." Tu Jin accepted the ice money. He stood up and walked the old man out the door.
Lu Sheng was finishing up with a bandage on a little child's arm. He told the child things that he should look out for after this.
After sending the child away, the entire medical hall was quite deserted.
De Yun could deal with the remaining patients.
Tu Jin stood up and walked toward Lu Sheng. He silently placed a book on his desk. Then, he turned around and left.
Lu Sheng picked up the book and saw a sentence written on it.
"Burn it after you read it, it's the Tu Style transplanting art."
'Finally…'
Lu Sheng was slightly excited. He did not waste his time in the end. He showed Tu Jin his shocking talents. He was capable of mastering everything Tu Jin taught him, and even invented 10 alternatives to every single method.
After another period of practical treatment, Tu Jin had completely recognized that Lu Sheng's mastery was not much inferior to his own.
At most, there was a difference in the things they knew and the skills in surgery.
It could be said that Lu Sheng was the most talented person among all the people Tu Jin had seen before. He had never met a person with such shocking talents.
In a short few months, half of the medical skills which he had accumulated over the decades had been given away.
With this, he decided to put his remaining transplanting art into a book and pass it to Lu Sheng.
He did not want Lu Sheng to ask some unexpected questions he could not answer in the middle of his teaching. That would not look good for him.
Lu Sheng picked up the transplanting art book, stood up, and went into the inner courtyard. In truth, he had already started trying transplanting organs. He had conducted many experiments on animals as well.
However, the results were not at all satisfactory.
This book came at just the right moment.
During the night, Lu Sheng swiftly devoured the contents of the book.
He was immediately shocked by the profound technique outlined in the text. The medical skills and technical secret arts involved were definitely not the fruits of a doctor's lone search for knowledge.
The conclusions in the book could only be reached after a huge group of people explored and conducted countless experiments.
The night Lu Sheng obtained the book, his wish of incorporating it into his own martial path suddenly became possible.
Another two months passed by in the blink of an eye.
...
"Bam!"
In the underground cave.
Lu Sheng looked at the strangely shaped living thing before himself calmly. It'd suddenly exploded into a puddle of flesh and blood.
"So, it's really not possible to merge the cells of the reproductive organs of ants and another insect into a scorpion, huh?" Lu Sheng frowned. He turned around and went back to the deepest corridor of the cave.
Through his digging, there were now a dozen rooms in the underground cave. It was now an underground base equipped with several experiment halls.
Inscribed plates hung on the doors which lined both sides of the corridor.
"Insect fusion", "fish fusion", "cross-fusion", "collective transplant"…
The rooms were labeled according to the various kinds of experiments that were conducted inside them.
Lu Sheng kept walking further into the base. He quickly stopped before a room with the label "special organ transplant".
He pushed the door open slowly.
"Auurrr!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound wave surged out of the room. Lu Sheng's hair was blown backward.
A black tiger with white keratinoid armor was being shackled with dozens of chains within a rock pool inside the room.
Not only was the black tiger covered in white keratinoid armor, its eyes were also gouged out. They were replaced by the eyeballs of a formidable creature known as the Deathdusk Stag.
Deathdusk Stags had a special ability to unleash invisible mental storms. However, because of their extremely small size, the intensity of the wind could only move tree leaves or stun small insects which they liked to feed on.
However, when Lu Sheng discovered them, he quickly collected the cells from their eyeballs. With the unique skills of his transplanting art, he constructed a pair of huge eyeballs and transplanted them to this black tiger.


Demons, devils, ghosts and monsters
Plunge the mortals weak in horrors;
Arms of gods and blades of devils,
Shroud the world in untold evils.

Lu Sheng was an ordinary civil servant in the modern world. After waking from a drunken stupor one day, he found himself trapped in a dangerous world where demons, ghosts and supernatural monsters terrorize the land. 

In this world, ordinary mortals live in dark fear and helplessness, without any means to fight against the supernatural. 

As Lu Sheng struggles desperately for survival, he stumbles upon a game mod he had designed for a mobile phone app in his previous life. It unexpectedly becomes his special ability, which enables him to instantly level up any skill he learns, albeit at a cost.

Thus, Lu Sheng begins his journey, striving for power beyond the reach of a mortal as he treads the way of the Devil…  

11:58 pm.

Costa Mansion, Game room.

The sky stopped raining.

"Sorry, boys, but it looks like this round is mine again," Donovan said and placed his cards on the table.

It was a royal flush.

"I swear to God, either he's a crazy lucky son of a bitch or he's cheating. Three royal flushes in a row? What kind of fucking luck is that? Seriously!" said an Asian man as he put down his cards on the table.

There was a Caucasian woman behind the Asian man massaging his shoulders.

Donovan kissed the Asian woman on his side and said, "You're my lucky charm, baby."

He then grabbed the System potions on the table and put them on the side.

"Hey, Gerald, back me up here," said the Asian man.

"I'm already out," Gerald said and put down his cards before grabbing a cigar.

"Man, you can't quit. We have to take back our losses," said the Asian man.

Gerald didn't say anything and got up from his seat.

He made his way to the billiard table to find a match or lighter.

There were four people, 2 men and 2 women, playing Strip Pool.

Tak!

The eight-ball landed into one of the pockets.

"Got a light?" said Gerald.

"I got one," said of the men and tossed him a lighter.

Gerald caught the lighter and lit his cigar.

Click!

"Hey, anyone wants to join us here? We're one man short," said the Asian man.

After lighting the cigar, Gerald returned the lighter.

He looked at the couch.

There was a Caucasian man making out with 2 women, a black woman and a Caucasian woman.

Gerald let out a sigh and decided to go to bed.

As he was headed to the door, it suddenly swung open and a Caucasian man entered.

"Everyone," said the Caucasian man.

Gerald knitted his brows.

'Did some of the prisoners escape again?'  

He honestly didn't want to go out and search for them at this time and weather. 

The rest didn't notice the man that just entered and continued what they were doing.

The Caucasian man pulled out a gun and fired at the ceiling.

Bang!

Everyone stopped and looked at the who fired the gun.

"We have an emergency. Follow me."

All of the men grumbled as they grabbed their equipment and then followed.

As they were walking…

"What happened?" said the Asian man.

"Man, if another of those prisoners escaped again, I'm seriously going to gut those useless motherfuckers in the barn," said another Caucasian man.

"Mikey, what's this about?" Gerald said to the Caucasian man.

"Earlier, one of the patrols went out to get something from his house. When he entered his house, he found all of his family members were slaughtered, even his 4-month old sister," said Mikey.

Everyone became silent.

Mikey continued, "The nearby houses have been checked as well -- all of them were also slaughtered."

"Is it a zombie?" said Gerald.

"Based on the wounds of the victims, it couldn't possibly be a zombie. Even with the weather, the work was too quiet and clean. This is the work of humans. Our mission is to search and kill the intruders."

"What about the leader? Does he know --" 

Tata!

"AHH!!!"

Tata!

The gunshots and voices of people were coming from the main entrance of the mansion.

"Looks we don't have to search for them anymore~" said the Asian man.

They all hastened to the location.

*** 

Gerald and the others arrived at the main entrance of the mansion.

The floor and walls were painted with blood and there were corpses either sliced into two or decapitated.

"What the hell happened here?" one of them said.

All of the victims lying on the floor were their companions.

"Could it be a group led by a Chosen One? Or perhaps more than one?" another one said.

Their leader, Walter, was a Chosen One and they've also fought and worked with other groups with Chosen Ones in the past so they knew exactly how strong a Chosen One is.

Although Chosen Ones only have one skill, their stats were higher and their skill is quite overpowered compared to the normal System skills.
 
They could only pray that their enemy only has one Chosen One.

"AHH!"

Tata!

The sound of gunshots and voices of people was about 50ft away.

"Report to our leader about the situation," Mikey said to one of the men. "The rest of you, follow me."

"No need," a voice said.

It was Walter donned in full-System equipment climbing down the staircase.

Behind him were 5 Caucasians -- 3 men and 2 women. They too were fully geared.

One of the men was his son Wesley.

"Leader!" Mikey and the others said.

"Let's check out who these brave and foolish people that dare to challenge us, shall we?" Walter said with a relaxed and dignified tone.

They head to where the fight was at.

***

In the hallway.

"No! Please, no!" a man begged as he was lifted above the ground with one hand by the head.

Bam!

Rumble!

Thud!

Nathan viciously slammed the man's head against the concrete walls and it splattered into bits and pieces of blood and brain matter. The body fell to the floor, while his hand shot pass through the wall.

He pulled out his hand and then wiped off the blood and dust against the wall.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

He heard the sound of footsteps coming to his location.

He turned and saw a group of 13 people.

And among the 13 people, his eyes looked straight at Wesley.

"I finally found you," Nathan said with a cold voice and smiled.

Meanwhile, when the 13 people saw Nathan, although there were a little bit surprised with his towering height which was 2.2m, it was mainly due to his black-colored System equipment. 

It's not that they've never seen such color among the System items.

It was that, from their experience, there were some narcissists that liked to paint their System equipment just for the sake of fashion.

In their eyes, not only was it pointless because the paint will vanish once you pour it with a [Grade D] Repair Kit, but also childish.

In these dark times, who has the time to think about fashion?

But although they think Nathan was childish for doing such a thing, they didn't dare to underestimate him because of the killings that he and his companions have done.

Wesley noticed Nathan's dead and cold gaze looking directly at him. A cold shiver ran down his spine and his knees buckled.

'Why is he looking at me?'

He looked at his father.

Walter signaled 7 people to attack.

Among them were Mikey, Donovan and Gerald who charged, while the other 4 cast spells.

[Stone Spear].

[Ice Spear].

[Stone Spear].

[Fireball].

Bam!

Rumble!

Nathan broke through the side of the wall before disappearing.

As angry and thirsty as he was for revenge, he wasn't that crazy to meet the spells head-on, especially in a hallway that had limited space.

When Mikey, Donovan and Gerald arrived near the hole Nathan made, they immediately went inside to search for him.

Whoosh!

A long knife slashed through Mikey's neck and causing Nathan to appear.

"Shit!" Donovan said and quickly moved to the side to get a proper footing before attacking.

However, Nathan was too fast.

Nathan stabbed his fingers into Donovan's throat and then grabbed the bone before gripping tightly.

Crack!

Donovan's entire neck was crushed, only a handful of skin was left supporting it.

Nathan pulled out his hand as Donovan's lifeless body fell to the floor.

"FUCK!" Gerald said as cast a spell.

[Sword Stab].

Whoosh!

Clank!

Nathan swatted it away with his [Grade D] Long Dagger, causing Gerald's eyes to widen for a quick moment.

That single clash of blades caused Gerald to lose his balance due to the overwhelming difference of their physical strength. Fortunately, he had some fighting experience so he somehow managed to recover right away.

He stared at Nathan and felt a sharp throbbing pain on his wrist.

Nathan slashed again and Gerald took a step back.

There was no way he could handle another clash of blades.
 
Whoosh!

A large amount of blood sprayed in the air.

Despite Gerald's fighting experience, he wasn't able to fully evade Nathan's attack.

The dagger carved an 8ft-long horizontal wound across his chest.

Gerald quickly distanced himself from Nathan even further as fast as he could, retreating back to the hallway before healing himself.

Beads of sweat ran down his face and he was pale as a ghost.

'This guy's stats is like an S2-type zombie!' 

He himself was...

Level 22:
• STR – 30 (+11)
• VIT – 30 
• AGI – 30 (+11)
• INT – 16 (+5)

He was also one of the non-Chosen Ones with the highest level and also among the strongest in their group.

Meanwhile, Nathan's stats were…

Level 25:
• STR – 68 (+5)
• VIT – 36 (+10)
• AGI – 33 (+25)
• INT – 33 (+7)

Nathan slowly walked back into the hallway. 

He summoned a pump-action shotgun he looted back at Saint Holy Child Hospital and aimed it at Gerald.

Bang!

Gerald was blown away but was still alive.

One person quickly went over to Gerald to pull him away before treating him, while the other 3 charged towards Nathan.

As for Walter and the other 5, they continued to watch.

Nathan absorbed the pump-action shotgun back into his [Artifact] Gold Spatial Finger.

When the 3 got to him…

Whoosh!

Pah!

Whoosh!

He easily killed them.

He looked at Gerald who was being dragged away by his companion before landing his eyes on Walter and the rest.

"All of you, come at me. I don't have all night."

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"I am a Chosen One! I refuse to bow down to society! Society must bow down to me!" 


Nathan is your average 24-year old man. Just like everyone else, he experienced both pain and happiness in his life which shaped him into the man who he is. 


One day, God unleashed a zombie apocalypse and gave humanity the System that allows them to level-up, forever changing the world. And among the humans, there are beings called Chosen Ones who are slightly better off than the average humans. 


Follow the journey of a man who slowly descends into madness as he survives in a zombie apocalypse and rises to power. 


Author's note: I took some ideas from the novel [God and Devil World].

Zhang Wei was also standing beside Mo Lingtan for whom Lee Xuiye had badmouthed a few minutes before. Now she didn't know what to say in the form of guilty.
Mo Lingtan and Zhang Wei strode inside the ward. All of a sudden, the atmosphere had become very awful for Lee Xuiye. She felt that the three people in front of her gang up against her.
Lee Xuiye opened her mouth with a lot of difficulty to explain "I…."
"Thud!"
However, before she could say anything, Mo Lingtan threw a file in front of her and she trembled for a moment. She looked up at him with her eyes widely opened. 
"If you think I would leave you because of my father, my family then you are wrong. Also if you think your money would stop me from leaving you then again you are wrong. Looking at you now made me feel I am looking at the stranger. You don't seem to be my Xuiye to whom I love." Mo Lingtan spoke in a peculiar manner as if he was looking at the stranger. 
Lee Xuiye trembled hearing that she seemed to be strange to him and a sudden thought came in her mind that he would leave her again, so she moved to stop him, but he pushed her back nonchalantly "You can't buy my love, Xuiye!" Mo Lingtan closed his eyes to suppress the pain and anger which he was feeling towards her. After a while, he opened his eyes and sternly said "From now onwards, you will be grounded here until I deal with Wang Family. Throw as much as tantrum you can, but this time no one would come to meet you!"
Then Mo Lingtan looked at Lee Chang-You and asked "Mom, would you mind if I do that?"
"Not at all, do whatever you seem fit. I trust you, Lingtan!" Lee Chang-You replied with a determined.
"Thank you, Mom!"
With that, Mo Lingtan left without another word.
"Bam--"
"Mom…"
Lee Xuiye wanted to ask Lee Chang-You to stop Mo Lingtan, but Lee Chang-You interrupted her "I always feel that your uncle Wei should marry someone better than me that's why I didn't accept his proposal, not because of I don't trust him. Xuiye, I trust him more than I trust you!"
Lee Xuiye didn't know what to say after hearing what Lee Chang-You had said.
"One more thing Xuiye, I know I have suffered all these years and you have also suffered because of me. However, I never thought to buy a relationship using money and I expect the same from you but...Sigh! Now I feel you are like Wang Hui. No wonder you think like him, after all, his blood runs within you...You have proved that you are really his biological daughter."
"Mom…" Lee Xuiye was shocked to hear those hurtful words from her mother. She never considered Wang Hui, her father, but now Lee Chang-You had said that Lee Xuiye was just like Wang Hui, she felt disgusting from herself.
"Enough! From now onward, Mo Lingtan will take revenge from Wang Family for me because if you do it you will completely become like them."
"Bam---"
After that, Lee Chang-You also left without hearing any further word from her daughter.
Usually, Zhang Wei gave some kind of console to Lee Xuiye whenever Lee Xuiye and Lee Chang-You had quarrel but now he was leaving without saying anything.
"Uncle Wei, I didn't mean it." Lee Xuiye sniffly said seeing that Zhang Wei was also leaving. Her tears were threatening to down from her eyes but she could want to be weak so she held them back.
Lee Xuiye just knew that all she wanted to protect them while being self-independent. Was she doing something wrong?
"If you didn't mean it, you would have said those words, Xuiye." Zhang Wei calmly replied.
With that, he also left. After that, a fainted sobbing sound could be heard from inside the ward but no one went inside except to the nurse who stood at one side quietly.
***
Outside in the parking lot.
"Chang, wait for me!" Zhang Wei made a quick stride to catch up with her.
He held Lee Chang-You's arm to stop her and as he expected her eyes were moistened, instantly his heart ached for her.
"Chang…"
"I never thought she would become like this. If I had known that allowing her to take revenge from Wang Family would make Xuiye like them, I wouldn't have allowed her." Lee Chang-You sniffled.
"Chang, we can't blame her as well. She has suffered a lot at her young age so she thought that perhaps, life would become easy if she uses money. Let her stay alone for some time, she would reflect on her mistake."
"What if Mo Lingtan leaves her by the time, she realizes her mistake. Wouldn't it too late then?"
"What are you saying, Chang? If Lingtan wants to leave her, he would have thrown divorce papers in front of Xuiye. He is not that unreasonable."
"But…"
"Alright. I will go and meet him in a few days and let's hear out what he thought. C'mon, stop crying now." Zhang Wei gently wiped her tears away but then a thought came in his mind, he called her out softly "Chang…"
"Hmm?"
"For me, there is no one better than you."
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For Lee Xuiye, life had been always unfair, but it didn’t affect her determination for success. 

Being the illegitimate child, society always looked her down, until a man, Mu Lingtan came in her life and change her life from unfair life into a beautiful life. 

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