Andi felt that all she could do in life was work and get occasional joy from escaping into books. Her life was pretty much only for show, she only went through the motions, pretending to smile and laugh. She sighed one last time muttering “I’m such a drama queen.” To herself before falling asleep. Her birthday wish floated around in her head as she dozed off “I just want to be a more fearless and courageous person. The kind that becomes the main hero in the books rather than a side character.” 

Andi on her 30ith birthday made her normal wish, but she didn't expect that she would wake up in a totally different world or that even a side character like her could kick the main character out of their position.

this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

Ren keyed in the password once he reached the door. He entered their home with a haggard appearance. Kicking off his shoes, he grabbed a pair of slippers from the cabinet. He looked at the living room, the lights and TV were on. Tsubaki's favourite ballad singer was singing on TV.

"You're back? Welcome home!"

Tsubaki appeared from the kitchen. She was holding a tray with a bowl of hot soup sat on it. Ren quickly put his briefcase down before going to help her. 

"I'm home."

They exchanged smiles. Having left the soup to her husband, Tsubaki got inside the kitchen to get another items. Delicious aroma wafted in the air. She certainly had put quite an effort for tonight's dinner.

"How long have you been home?" Ren brought the tray to the dining table. He carefully placed it on the table, afraid of spilling the hot soup. "Kaede didn't report anything to me. I didn't check my phone either."

After being distressed with Akashi's finding and his conflicted feelings, Ren drowned himself in his works. His never ending works and meetings helped him from keep thinking of what he should do next. He knocked off work a quarter to 8. Many of his employees were already on their way home.

"Almost two hours ago? It's so much fun going to Spring City! I never realised I could find many interesting items there!" She exclaimed in excitement.

Tsubaki returned with two sets of bowl and chopsticks. She had prepared hand-pulled soba noddles for dinner. As they already had rice for dinner for almost a week already, she decided to change their dinner menu.

"Did you get anything for Grandma?" Ren pulled her chair, insisting for her to sit. He then rounded the table to get to his seat opposite Tsubaki's.

Tsubaki hands him a wet towel to wipe his hands clean. "At first, I think of buying something for Grandma but... I got another idea."

"Em?" Ren looked interested. "Do you want to prepare something else? Aside from the cakes?"

"Yes!" Tsubaki beamed. She looked at Ren with her eyes gleamed beautifully. "I remember what Grandma told us about her garden. I think I could do something about it. But... could you help me too? I don't have much information about Grandma's garden."

Ren laughed in amusement. He nodded, willing to give her his full cooperation. "Okay. Just ask me anything that you need to know."

"Thank you, hubby." 

Tsubaki smiled sweetly. As her appetite improved, she began eating. The soup tasted especially delicious today. Ren watched her eating, feeling content. He too began eating.

After Ren took a bath, he saw Tsubaki was casually lounging on the coach in the living room. She was reading a book. He quietly went to the kitchen and brewed a pot of flower tea for both of them. Tsubaki looked up from her book as she noticed the faint fragrant of the flower tea. She scoot over a little as Ren took a seat beside her.

"Thank you." Tsubaki gratefully accepted the tea cup from her husband.

"What are you reading?" Ren crossed his leg on another and leaned against the cushion. He sipped the hot tea slowly, enjoying its taste.

"This book?" Tsubaki put down the cup on its saucer. She held the book to show him the cover. There was a couple of lovers standing side by side, holding hands while looking solemn. "I bought it from the bookstore in Spring City. It's on bestseller's romance titles so I think I should give it a try."

"Oh?" Ren's interest was piqued. Tsubaki rarely indulged herself in romance books. He placed the cup on the coffee table. Resting his side head on his right hand, he shifted closer to his wife. "It should be a good book if it's on bestsellers. What's the book about?"

"I think the story is kind of cliche, yet there's something refreshing about it. The male lead cancels his engagement with an heiress arranged by his family and returns to the female lead's side. He leaves his riches behind and started a small business with her. There are obstacles obviously, but what catches my interest is how both of them persevere."

Ren raised his eyebrows. "He left his money behind? All of them?"

Tsubaki nodded. "Yes. He leaves his family home without any monetary things. He wants to prove to his family that he could live without their fortune."

"Does the male lead is the head of the company in the beginning of the book?" 

"Yes. He's the President. Why?" Tsubaki was confused with his question. She didn't expect him to ask questions regarding the book.

"Then, he's an idiot." Ren scoffed. 

"What?" Baffled, Tsubaki stared at her husband. That remark came unexpectedly. "Why did you say the male lead is an idiot?"

"If he's the President, he works hard for the company. So his fortune isn't necessarily comes from his background even though the foundation is laid by his family's fortune in the beginning. He could just take what he rightfully owns before goes to the female lead."

"Do you think so?" 

"Yes." Ren had already lost interest on the book. He took the remote controller and switched on the TV. 

Tsubaki stared at her husband's side profile. She saw his points. But, if the male lead took such action, how should the writer wrote her book? It would end quickly! The readers wanted to feel the couple's heart-wrenching moments before they finally found their happiness! A question crossed her mind.

"If it's you, what would you do?" 

Tsubaki put the book on her lap. She wanted to know his answer. Years ago, he left his family background behind because he didn't want to be a puppet for the old foxes as he had claimed. But, now his views on the book was different with his actions. There must be something that made him changed his opinion.

"Me?"

Ren turned his head, focusing on his wife once again. He looked at her, trying to perceive what she was trying to say. It didn't take him long to understand her. He tossed the remote controller aside. Adjusting his position, he leaned sideways on the couch, giving her his full attention.

Tsubaki nodded. "Yes, since five years ago you..."

Before she could finish her words, he sealed her lips with his. The book fell from her lap.

"I'll make you fall in love with me again." He gently rubbed her head.

"Whenever you're tired donning the cold mask to the outside world, you could come to me. I'll be here." She smiled as she held his hands.

Five years ago, the long winter of his life melted away once she entered his life. He had grown to live comfortably in her cool spring air with the scent of flowers she loved. But, fate had another story. It dragged him away from his spring, leading him to once again living in winter.

Five years later, he had successfully became the King of Winter. To avoid him from drowning in the freezing air, he began her journey to once again inviting the spring to grace his life.

Because for Ren, Tsubaki would forever be his spring.


A/N: If you want a fluffy love story, try check this one out! There would be some angst but don't worry, no major misunderstanding between our leads ;) 

The raw photo of the cover is from https://www.facebook.com/mandarin1314/photos/pcb.1047531012104032/1047529948770805/?type=3&theater . I used Photoscape to edit it a bit and add the text

Some argue that various works by authors that do not meet the requirement of fine grammar and spelling are rubbish. Here, each person has his own opinion, and let him stick to it and impose his opinion on others as the ultimate truth, it speaks only of ignorance of life. It is diverse.

Is the work of authors with poor grammar garbage? In my opinion, no. Each author tells his story, passed through his worldview, attitude, understanding of life, his experience and thoughts about the world. It's always interesting for me to read this personally.

I'm a bibliophile, I read a lot of classic works of art, Tomass and Gernih Mana, Feuchtwanger, Mark Twain, Stvenson, Romain Roland, Galsworthy, Tolstoy and all his volumes and there are about 19 of them! I didn't read Dostoevsky, I didn't like him. But Azek Azimov, Ursuda Le Guin, Tolkien, Kipling, Conandoyle, Louis Besenar and others I read with pleasure. Li Bo, the poetry is gorgeous. Novels of feudal and late feudal China, Japan, Korea. Novels and novels by Chinese prose writers of the early 20s and 80-90s of the 20th century.

In general, I read about 10,000 books. Fiction, fantasy, poetry, historical novels, ballads, myths and legends.

After that I became interested in reading historical documentaries - about the history of the Silk Road, Archeology, History, Ethnography, Etymology, the Big Game, the story of the confrontation of imperial intelligence in the vast regions of the Silk Road.

I read about 550 books, from the 16th to the beginning of the 21st century.

I have some kind of base for evaluating short stories and novels.

Sometimes works written flawlessly in terms of grammar, alas ... they are completely devoid of meaning, they are not interesting, they do not have fascinating stories, conclusions, experience, thoughts. But work with poor grammar, on the contrary, have unique information. Of course, not all works, but there are some.

Therefore, when assessing the creativity of another person, the author, being so categorical in evaluations, says only that you have a maximalist who still knows life poorly. This is the right of choice, each person, and to impose a choice on another according to my preferences, I consider this not comme il faut. Well, here everyone has a point of view.

In fact, this is an eternal question - what is more important? Beautiful text form or good content? Bestsellers are those works that combine good text and good content.

I am the author myself. But not a professional writer, but a techie. I don't know much about composition, about the intricacies of writing good text. But I have a very interesting content. Is my story garbage? I do not think so? Do I respect the reader? Sure. But writing is better so far I can't. Nevertheless, I have my own circle - readers who are interested in my work. There are not hundreds or thousands of people, but a couple of dozen will be typed.

I write in the genre - a documentary historical fiction, there are many interesting facts about the Silk Road with which I wanted to share. If I were waiting for the moment when I could write well in terms of English grammar ... I would not be able to share it now ... maybe in a couple of years ... and still I would not be able to write like this they write - people from English-speaking countries. This is a favorite topic of native speakers to reproach those who learn this language in their ignorance of the intricacies of the language they learn, grammar and spelling errors ... As we say, the dog barks, the caravan goes on. That happens.

English is the world language of communication. Moreover, for me it is the third language. I speak English well, but my grammar is lame. I admit it. Yes, I need to teach her, but I don't think I can write in perfect English.

The overall result - write as you can, share your thoughts, in the era of information, the content itself is important and not its form. One way or another, it can help others, they can come to a new thought and write a story about your topic that you would like to read yourself!


As they say in the East - do good and throw it into the water, a person will not know, the fish will know!

Peace and prosperity!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

The ocean of jade chips displayed to the experts from the Ancient Sages Sector was divided into more than ten levels and hundreds of different categories. There were also rows of reading chairs that were quiet and undisturbed from each other. In midair at the center of the library, hundreds of promotional commercials were floating, informing the readers who had come of the latest published jade chips.
'Great Collapse: The Star Glory Federation's Decline in Ten Years!'
'The Federation Can Say No!'
'Secrets in History: The Blood Behind the Rise of the Star Glory Federation'
'On the Internal Conflicts of the Leadership of the Federation'
All of them were the recent bestsellers in the Dragon Snake Space Zone.
"Well…"
All the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators and the Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators found it difficult to focus their eyes, not expecting that the residents of the Dragon Snake Space Zone were allowed to discuss national affairs just like that. Even the books elaborating on the internal conflicts of the country could be published and sold to the public without hiding it. Was it not giving the Star Glory Federation a perfect excuse to intervene?
Screwhead, on the other hand, did not think that it was a big deal. "What's there to intervene with? Most of the books are actually published by the press in the Star Glory Federation. They are sold to the public within the federation, too. This is the freedom of speech! Not just those books, even the books that promote the true path of immortality can also be published as long as they do not involve terrorism after being investigated!
"After all, the Spiritual Nexus is too advanced nowadays. Even if such books are forbidden from being published openly, they can still spread in secret until everybody knows their content. It will only be a sign of the country's lack of confidence if such books are banned, right?
"Alright, bosses, please search for the books that you find interesting yourselves. The introduction and map of every area are here. I believe that there must be something that you are interested in!"
It was quite true. All the eyes of the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators and the Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators were glittering. They could not wait to dive into the ocean of jade chips now.
Meng Chixin, Wu Suiyun, and Wan Mingzhu went to the area that focused on the arts of the spectral Cultivators and the relationship between human beings and ghosts.
Han Baling and Qi Changsheng, on the other hand, went to the military area, studying the military magazines and books that had recently been published in the Star Glory Federation.
'Emperor Phoenix' Zhu Zongyou went to the politics section, planning to learn the differences between the system of the federation and that of the Imperium. 'Sword Maniac' Yan Liren obviously went to the area of the training techniques, apparently unable to drag his short, fat body out of the section of the sword arts after throwing it into the place.
As for Li Yao, he did not have a particular place that he wanted to go to. With mixed feelings, he simply wandered next to the ocean of jade chips, skimming over the rows of jade chips and the promotional pictures that they projected. He then observed the people who were reading the jade chips carefully without saying anything.
The readers' clothes, countenance, accessories, and the portable crystal processor on their wrists had undergone slight changes compared to a hundred years ago. They looked more fashionable and natural.
The feeling made Li Yao feel both nostalgic and strange. It seemed that he would need some time to adapt himself to the new environment.
Right then, Li Yao noticed a name after a quick glance. He was slightly dazed and could not help but stop.
Sitting in front of the advertisement column of the popular jade chips of the biography area, he saw Ding Lingdang's name. The book right above the name was entitled 'History of the Nether World'.
According to the introduction on the advertisement, it was a book that told that the full story of how Ding Lingdang ended the hundred-year War of Ghosts in the Nether World Sector, unified the world, and brought the Nether World Sector to the federation on her own.
Curious, Li Yao took out a jade chip that contained the 'History of the Nether World' from the bookshelf.
The jade chips that had not been sold yet were all installed with barriers that prevented the readers from reading the whole content. However, the beginning and some of the exciting excerpts were often provided for the customers as another kind of advertisement.
Li Yao looked around and found an unoccupied egg-shaped reading seat in the corner. He then inserted the jade chip into a slot on the side of the reading seat.
A translucent, three-dimensional light beam immediately drowned him, taking him to the amazing world of a 'Half-Step Grand Illusionary Land'.
The modern books in the jade chips were not made of pure words but a comprehensive artistic and informational form that included text, audio, video, all other effects, and even the powerful telepathic thoughts of the culture-type Cultivators.
What appeared in front of Li Yao was a Sector with a highly developed civilization, with beautiful scenery and skyscrapers everywhere in the city in an orderly fashion. The glittering crystal rails floating in midair were surrounded by colorful shuttles flying in and out.
A narrator began speaking.
"The Nether World Sector was a world of peace and prosperity once. The people living in this place enjoyed an easy and happy life."
The picture zoomed in, and the camera drew close. On the jam-packed streets, the citizens were talking and laughing lightheartedly everywhere.
"However, the meteor shower a hundred and fifty years ago changed everything."
The picture focused on the face of a young woman on the street. She was laughing and playing with her friend, when her eyes suddenly opened wide as she saw something. Green flames seemed to grow from deep within her pupils!
The picture turned and aimed at the sky. A hundred shooting stars, like falling suns, tore apart the sky and hurtled toward the land!
For a moment, everything in front of Li Yao's eyes turned into devastating violet. When the violet color gradually faded away, the world had already become a dark, derelict wasteland enshrouded in purple mist.
The previous skyscrapers had only the contorted rebars and pillars left, as if they were skeletons made of iron. The crystal rails dangled from the broken walls like whirls, dotted by some shuttles that had been burnt into frameworks. The civilization seemed to have been entirely wiped out.
"The meteor shower only destroyed half of the planet, but the long winter and the pollution of water sources caused by the meteor shower drained the previously abundant resources. To fight for whatever was left of the resources, a prolonged war broke out. The fire swept across the entire planet and consumed everyone!"
On the picture, in the gaps of the debris, unpredictable air was suddenly crawling out. It gradually condensed into the shape of a confused human being.
"Nobody knows what kind of marvelous materials the dust of the meteorites stored. However, in the world enshrouded in the purple smoke, the odds of the deceased turning into ghosts were significantly increased. Countless soldiers and civilians turned into ghosts from living people.
"However…"
Hooo!
On the picture, an armored, iron tank that was rusted and riddled with holes suddenly jumped into the sky from deep inside the debris and landed exactly in front of the newborn ghost.
Right behind the tank stood three spectral Cultivators supported by battle-type artificial bodies, who looked no different from three dark, iron skeletons. Howling scarily, they waved a piece of magical equipment that looked like a noose. With the magnetic rope in the front, they caught the newborn ghost immediately and dragged the captive into their own tank!
The iron skeletons were grinning hideously, the newborn ghost was struggling and screaming, and the iron-armored tank was fulminating. All the noises gradually faded away to the end of the picture.
"War. War never changes. Even if most living people were killed in the war, there was still no stopping some people's greed and hatred.
"After the living people turned into ghosts, the ghosts continued the war, to fight for artificial bodies, for spiritual energy to activate the artificial bodies, to swallow other ghosts to build up their own soul power… For a hundred years, the planet turned into a battlefield of the deceased!
"Ghosts do not have eternal life, and dissipating into nothingness is their end. As more and more living people hiding in the shelters were transformed into ghosts, the Nether World Sector slid into the abyss of destruction. None of the forces of the ghosts was able to save the dying world, except…"
On the picture, from deep inside the debris, a person who was entirely covered in a gray cloak, with a face hidden in darkness, was walking closer.
The cloak was fluttering hard in the blowing wind that was mixed with the smell of the rust. Below the cloak was a pair of leather boots that were fully embedded with iron nails. They were producing clicking noises as the person stepped forward.
The person hidden in the cloak was walking unhurriedly in the debris of the city, followed by a big yellow dog that was slightly abnormal because of the radiation of the meteorites.
Standing right next to the dilapidated buildings that rose high into the sky but seemed to be about to collapse, her body was both slender and insignificant, and it appeared that she would be swallowed by the wasteland anytime.
Right then—
"Owww!"
A battle-type artificial body that was more than four meters tall suddenly leapt out of one side of the debris. It was thick and strong, with two arms that were unbelievably bulky. There were iron nails all over its fists, making it look like a huge gorilla made of iron and copper!
The 'iron gorilla' was shouting deliriously, and sparks were bursting out of the iron nails on the two fists as it lunged toward the person in the cloak!
Compared to the artificial body that was more than four meters tall, the person in the cloak seemed thin and vulnerable, as if she would be crushed as soon as he pressed close!
However, right when the iron gorilla lunged to the midair, a healthy, caramel-colored arm suddenly extended out of the cloak. The fist clenched, and the iron gorilla was frozen in midair!
The eyes of the iron gorilla immediately bulged. He waved his arms and feet, struggling crazily, only to find that it was impossible to move at all!
Boom!
The cloaked person pressed hard. With her spiritual energy and nothing else, she knocked the iron gorilla to the ground, creating a depression more than three meters deep. Sparks were jumping out everywhere from the body, indicating that the artificial body had been completely scrapped!
Stepping on the head of the iron gorilla, the cloaked person took off her hood and goggles unhurriedly, revealing the face that Li Yao could not have been more familiar with.
However, at that moment, there was an enticing charisma on her face that Li Yao had never seen before.
"Ding Lingdang, the most dreadful living person walking in the world of the deceased…"
Crack!
Ding Lingdang crushed the head of the iron gorilla with her foot. After grinding the iron plate beneath her boot against a burnt rock nearby, she put on the goggles and cloak again. Bringing the yellow dog whose tail was wagging hard, she moved further and further away from the body.
"First published in the federation, authorized by Ding Lingdang, with more than three hundred minutes of interview with Ding Lingdang and other first-hand accounts, from a dying world to a paradise for the spectral Cultivators of the federation, 'History of the Nether World' has all the wonders you need. Unlock all the content with only 29.9 star coins…"


“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

-Time Skip- 
May 2nd, 1995

       "Law wake up you have to write your final exams today, or do you want to continue going school" Lissandra yelled while cooking breakfast. 
       Law slowly threw the covers off his bed dragged himself to the bathroom to try and get ready to go to school still half asleep. As he brushed his teeth shirtless, he couldn't help but admire how much his body changed over the past years. Gone was the adorable redhead child, in his place was the body of a handsome 13-year-old with the appearance of a young Mikoto Suoh except with purple eyes. (Author's note, Mikoto Suoh is the red king from k-project and the person on the cover. Just make his eyes purple.) The only problem was that he is 10. If it was due to the time dilation or his cultivation he did not know. As he was getting ready, he couldn't believe how much had changed over the years since he had that conversation with his mother. 
       5 years had passed, and their situation had changed drastically for the better. He had written over 12 books that each became national bestsellers including the Harry Potter series and Jurassic Park. Some of the books that Law wrote were his own, whereas the others were books written by famous authors in his past life. 
       Although this was a shameless thing to do, he made sure only to write books that were made by people who were not in this world. As well as to dedicate the books to them in one way or another. This was done by either changing the main lead's name to that of the author or by putting them as an influential figure somewhere else in the novel. He also donated half the money that he received from these books to charity as well. This wasn't much of a consolation but that was all he could think of to honor the real authors. (Author's note: don't hate me for this, it was just so that I could namedrop some books.)
       Law was able to avoid the fame that came with being a renowned author by writing under the pseudo name of Aaron Zamora. It also helped that his uncle J. Jonah Jameson acted as a liaison between Law's mother and the publishing company thus aptly removing any attention from him.
       Law's mother now pursued a career as a University literature professor at Cornell University. With the income that both Law and Lissandra were generating they got a house in Queens near Aunt May, and a condo in Manhattan so they could visit Sue and her parents. 
       Law had decided to zoom through school disregarding Aunt May's advice much to her disappointment. He passed elementary school one year after entering, Highschool one year after that, and now he was finishing his university degree in genetics and mechanical engineering at Cornell University. Honestly, it was a cruise for him because of his eidetic memory, his memory partitions, and his ridiculously high intelligence. Although this did bring him some unwanted attention as the youngest genius in the past century, he didn't introduce any world-breaking inventions yet that made him a target for SHIELD.
       Law's cultivation was also going smoothly as he advanced to the peak of the[Houtian] realm in both paths and could breakthrough at any time. He advanced at a slower pace than he could have because Law decided to split his time between cultivation and strengthening his soul. Although there wasn't a change in his soul-sight, he could now hold 40 memory partitions and Law had unlocked his divine will. 
       The divine will be basically telekinesis that desolate era cultivators unlock when they reach the soul strength of a[Zifu]stage cultivator. It allows for a soul power fueled version of telekinesis that can be used to shoot weapons like Gilgamesh or form mystical multi-purposed formations. The best part was the fact that as Law's soul continued to strengthen his divine will would also become more powerful, possibly reaching Phoenix Force Jean Grey telekinesis levels. But that was far in the future, for now, he only controls a total of 4 weapons (swords or spears) to an adequate level.
       "Law if I come in there and you are staring at yourself in the mirror again you going to be in a world of hurt mister. I swear I don't even know when you turned into such a narcissist," Liz yelled from the kitchen with what Law imagined was a comically large fist.
       "Mom I'm not staring at myself; I'm monologuing as all great protagonist should"
       "That's not a much better young man. Now hurry up we have to get going. I have classes first thing in the morning, and you have your exams."
       Law's only response was a huff before he quickly showered, got dressed, and sat down for breakfast. Liz quickly put down the plate of his favorite breakfast; eggs benedict with a side of sausages, while she made herself a something healthy.
       "I don't understand how you can eat that and still stay so thin. Why don't I have your genetics?" Liz pouted as she sat down with her salad. 
       Law couldn't do anything but scratch his head with an embarrassed look because he knew the only reason, he wasn't fat was that any extra fat was immediately turned into energy for cultivation. Both Law and his mother quickly finished their meal and got ready to leave. As soon as they got out of their house, they were greeted by Aunt May wishing Law good luck. The years had been kind to her because there was basically no change in her appearance over the past 5 years. 
       It took almost 2 hours of driving through traffic for Liz and Law to arrive at Cornell University. While Law instantly went to a special room to take his exams, Lissandra went to her classroom to get prepared for her morning lecture. The day went by smoothly with Law finishing all his exam's in record time and just sat in on his mother's lectures for the rest of the day. When they got home after dinner Law went to his room and pretended to sleep until his mother checked on him before going to her own room to sleep. Today was the day that Law prepared to break into the [Xiantian] Realm. 
       The [Xiantian] stage is the second stage of Immortal cultivation for Mortals. At this stage, one has a lifespan of two hundred years. Those who are naturally born from the Heavens and Earth such as Devas and Asuras start at this stage due to being born from nature itself and being the favored children of the universe. These races who are born from the Heavens and Earth are referred to as[Xiantian] lifeforms. However, due to cultivation techniques, Mortals too could transform their bodies into those similar to real[Xiantian]lifeforms since only[Xiantian]lifeforms can actually train to become an Immortal.
       Law settled down on his cultivation pedestal before initiating his breakthrough to the [Xiantian]stage in the body refining path first. A couple of hours passed before unnatural occurrences started happening around his body. 
       Due to the uniqueness of his technique after first breaking into the[Xiantian]the user would have the ability to control the 6 elements that appeared in the outer ring of his runic circle and the ability to regenerate cut off limbs. The 6 elements were Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Lightning, and Metal. As such the 6 elements started appearing around his body flowing harmoniously. This continued for 4 hours before Law's breakthrough in the fiend-god body refining path was finished.
       Instead of testing out his abilities he immediately initiated his breakthrough to the[Xiantian] Realm in the ki-refining path. There weren't any signs of Law's breakthrough to the[Xiantian]Realm for the ki-refining path other than a large influx of elemental essence, and the conversion of Law's inner energy into a Chaos attributed energy. The ki-refining technique boosted Law's control of elemental essence and would allow him to use items such as spatial rings, and talismans. Also, reaching this stage of cultivation as a ki-refiner would allow him to finally start making cultivation pills and medicines using alchemy.
       'I finally have enough power to at least defend myself in this universe, but I'm sure it not even close to being enough to do what I want here. For now, I will just practice controlling the 6 elements and get started on making talismans and pills. Nothing too substantial for now, just basic medicinal pills that heal cuts and maybe escape talismans for my loved ones that directly connect to my realm.' Law thought while planning to start a business in the future selling these heaven-defying pills. Law jumped off the platform and stood in front of the grandfather clock looking at the time that had passed. 
       He released a sigh of relief when he realized he still had enough time to check the elemental control he got from reaching the[Xiantian]stage in the fiend-god path. The first element he summoned was water since it is a calmer and less destructive element. The water he summoned was purple in color and constantly released a bright glow. When he smashed it against a rock instead of dispersing it drilled a hole through it. Similarly, when he summoned each element that had a different color than what was expected and was more destructive. The fire was a grey color, Wind was green, Earth was black, the metal white, and lightning was silver. Their destructive capabilities were enhanced, either by increasing its penetration power, strength, or how long the after effects lasted.
       After testing his new abilities Law left his realm and decided to ready for the next day. As he went to the bathroom he looked into the mirror and was startled by what he saw. His neck-length hair had grown to his waist. His hair also gained white and black highlights interspersed throughout the entire length. His eyes luckily hadn't changed but he had grown a good 2-inches as well as gaining muscle definition throughout his body.  
       Law stood for a good two minutes in shock running back into his room and trying to cut his hair with scissors. The rest he couldn't change but he hoped that he could come up with a reasonable excuse for the highlights while covering up with bulky clothes. 
       'F***, I really hope this works' Law immediately brought the scissors that he had found to his hair and tried to snip it. Although his hair felt soft, it was tough enough to break the scissors by snapping its blade. 
       'Truth Dammit, what am I going to tell my mom' Law thought not realizing that his door was open and that Liz had entered. 
       Law immediately heard a gasp, and slowly turned around to see his mother with shock plastered across her face.  They stood in silence for a few minutes just staring at one another.
       "Law you have some explaining to do," Liz said with a face that promised pain if he lied. All Law could do was start to sweat dreading what was going to happen next.

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Author's notes: Since the little box has a word limit I'll post the rest of my thoughts here. For the romance in this novel, I was originally thinking of just being single but since most of the comments are asking for a harem I'll make a small one with a max of 2 or 3 people. I already have a couple of people that I think will be good but if you have any suggestions leave them in the comments.

The Marvel World has a variety of powers and abilities. Just how much havoc and change can a single cultivator bring into the mix. Well, we are about to find out. 
	Aaron Zamora was a middle age author whose life continually screwed. Watch as a somewhat broken man uses his 5 wishes to gain the powers of Desolate Era cultivator. Will the Marvel World, and to other multiverses that exist still be the same after a being who goes against the heavens is brought into the mix? After all, cultivation is the best way for a mortal to Ascend the Heavens.

Getting to the entrance of the building he holds her hands as she wants to keep this day of them together a little longer.

Her eyes softened  as she tried to keep her tears inside. Not wanting him to have a memory of her like this as he leaves for Europe.

Tony suddenly embraces her head into his chest and places a soft kiss on her head, "Don't cry Jugyeong. You hear my heart? You're with me no matter how far I go."

Tears flow down her cheeks as she walks away into the building trying not to turn her head to let him see her like this.

Getting home she quickly ran into her room avoiding her mother's curiosity, "Jugyeong how was the-" The loud sound of the door closing interrupted her sentence.

She hugs her feet on the ground as she looks at the open window in darkness to a sight of the night sky. Placing a hand on her heart in remembrance of his embrace.

The next day in class she sits in her seat in the morning and looks back  to where Tony usually sits and sees an empty seat. It was as though there was an empty part that hollows from her heart.

Knowing in her mind that she will have to go back to how it was before he came into her life. Only memories of his smile surfaces in her mind.

And like this the days go back to how they were. Similar to the original storyline Jugyeong got into makeup and discovered a growing passion for it. 

She was walking back home from school and looked at the growing colors on the trees, 'Maybe he has already forgotten me…' Pouting her lips a little.

When she got home she heard her mother shout from the kitchen, "Jugyeong! There's a package addressed to you, I placed it in your room."

'A package..?' Going inside her room she finds a thin rectangular parcel that has a 'With Care' red stamp on it.

Opening it she finds the package addressed to her from Tony, "It's from Woohyun!!" Saying to herself excitedly.

Carefully unwrapping the brown paper she slowly came to the view of a magnificently artwork of a woman with long flowing brown hair and contrasted by a beautiful nightscape.

'Wow! She's beautiful…' looking at the familiar back of the woman, 'w-wait a minute..! That's me!!!'

It was based on the night they were together from Tony's viewpoint as he looked upon her. Observing it closely she notices that it was all made from small microscopic dots of paint.

'Gosh..! How much time did Woohyun spend on this,' her eyes softened in thought of him, 'Am I so beautiful in his eyes..?'

The ground level of the painting was done with light watercolor to give it a nice background. Followed with the use of small dots to create a 2nd level that highlights the beauty of Jugyeong and the lights of the city.

As she was admiring the painting her brother Juyoung bursted into the room, "Sis I heard you got a package, what is-" He gasped in amazement at the beauty of the painting.

"M-Mom sis got a painting!!" He shouts outside to his mother.

Soon her elder sister bobbed her head in to check the painting. On closer look she saw Tony's name signed on the bottom, "OMG!! Woohyun's painting!!! One of his paintings just sold over $1.5 million."

Her mother was jaw dropped with her eyes turning into money signs, "$1.5 million!!! We are going to be rich!!"

"No Mom!!! This is a gift from Woohyun," she stretched out her arms in defense. 

The trio stopped their teasing and looked at eachother and started giggling. Her sister teased, "Looks like our Jugyeong has quite the fortune. Haha."

After her family left her room, Jugyeong sighed a deep breath of relief and took another look at the beautiful woman that looks upon the night sky.

Her eyes turn dreamy as she contemplates what that man might be thinking as he sees this beautiful woman. Outside the sun was already beginning to set. 

After flying to Europe Tony became quite busy as he prepared for the exhibition. Besides just isolating himself in his art, he also had some time to spend meeting many famous modern artists.

The experience could only be described as throwing a fish back into water. As each day passed by slowly he found himself involving not only different experiments with painting styles. Additionally he used his studies on anatomy and optics into his designs.

This created a large breakthrough in his art and was a total revolution to his past style. By the time the exhibition schedule comes around one of his paintings that he has been working on for over a year sold for over $10 million.

Which is totally unheard of in the artist community that a painting of a young painter can be sold for such a price at his first exhibition. 

But much of his inspiration for his artwork comes from ideas and inspiration from past artists in other worlds. That is beautifully wrapped into details of his own work.

By the time he finished writing a couple novels and some music it was already time to head back to korea. Sitting inside the private jet he looks outside the window as his parents chat amongst themselves.

Due to the countless bestsellers he released to the public each year he's already amassed enough fortune to live worry free for the rest of his life. So he has also donated a large percentage each year to numerous foundations. 

Next day he arrives at the entrance of Saebom High School to see a large yellow "Welcome All New Students" banner. Taking in a deep breath as he prepares for the new year.

The students begins to chatter amongst themselves and pointing to him:

"OMG!! What am I seeing--It's superstar Woohyun Ji!!!!" Saids one of the guys as he walks inside the school

"He's so hot in real life!!" The girls were holding the blushing face.

"I must be dreaming. I need to get an autograph."

In classroom 1-2 the classmates who were originally whispering to each other about Jugyeong's attractive appearance in makeup begins to hear loud shouts in the halls.

"Woohyun-oppa please sign this autograph."

"I love your albums!! Can we take a selfie?"

"Woohyun-oppa your new books were amazing!!!"

Hearing the familiar name called out in the hallway and becoming louder and louder. Her heartbeat became faster and faster.

Tony died once before in his former life and now he gets the chance to turn back time. 

Returning to when he was 18 when everything was fresh and new. Additionally he gets a system that can increase his Soul Power. 

Traveling to countless movies, anime, and novels:

Tony Stark: "If I'm Iron Man who's that guy flying in that armored suit?"

Madera Uchiha: "What! That thick eyebrow guy broke my susanoo!! Stop what you're doing!"

Harry Potter: "I thought I'm supposed to fight Voldemort. How come Ron just send a spell that burnt Voldemort into a barbecue chicken?"

*This is my first time writing. So feel free to tell me what improvements can be made :)

After the terrorist attack, it was found that it was organized by a group of people who call themselves The Purifiers. Most of them had grudges about some of the guests attending and had wanted to 'purify,' the world of the arrogant and cunning people.
She couldn't blame them though, anyone would feel vengeful if they were mistreated for their goodwill.
After Yaorui had fainted from exhaustion, it was found that she was shot in the shoulder. Luckily, the bullet did not go deep and that she should be able to be discharged before she planned to return to school.
Samuel, as she would say, was a worry freak. They were on the phone 24/7, while they both rested in hospitals. She found him very cute when he worried over her.
While she was worry-free in the hospital, she took the chance to do her school work and work work.

She hoped that she wouldn't be behind in her classes and that her daily schedules wouldn't get too chaotic when she returned. Although it was likely that she was not going to have a recommended amount of sleep when she returned, she should be able to fit in some sleep at night.
Zhang Wenshi and her brother Long Ao too suffered from one or more bullets. None of which hit a vital spot. Her brother had suffered one, whereas her future sister in law was injured by two. Zhang Wenshi had gotten hers from shielding a pregnant woman. And the other bullet from coming to close to an attacker.
Her brother had fully deserved his bullet wound. Who told him to take on five fully armed men with only his hands and feet!?
According to the reports, there have been 57 deaths and102 injured. Elevators and stair doors were locked, preventing the authorities from arriving sooner.
But Yaorui only saw it as an excuse.
Apparently, 12 of the deaths were because they had fallen from the large windows of the 50-floor building. This was how the emergency services were contacted.
After several people had witnessed the fall of the first person, the police arrived and issued it as a suicide.
Evidently, no one had thought to look up.
It wasn't until a couple fell down together was the authorities smart enough to look up and see the shattered windows.
Guess the shattered glass on the ground was a big clue to look up.
Hu Angli, surprisingly did not even have a drop of blood on him. 
The anchorman reported that he was unscathed despite having played a large part in the defeat of the vengeful group. He was said to have been frighteningly calm and collected after the bloody scene and only showed a response after reportingly preventing Yaorui from hitting the ground.
Experts claim that his late response was due to the trauma of it all, her fainting had triggered the pent up emotions to escape or unleash. As the professional had said.  
But to her, it was something more. To her, it seemed like Hu Angli was already used to the deaths and murders.
There was something fishy about him.
And she got the feeling that she shouldn't know.
The venue where the event was held has shut down, no longer accepting gigs and has become a highly sought after spot for superstitious people such as ghost hunters and exorcists. 
Her weapons were returned to Wenshi. And her thanks were already given to everyone that had the guts to stay and help out.
The news of the massacre had not spread worldwide, at least not yet. Two days later, when some families had come to retrieve the body of their relative(s), they found that the same carvings had shown up on the body as the first worldwide massacre. Another two days later and the remaining bodies disappeared, never to be found.
At least the authorities did not dig up any graves this time. She'll give them that.
It was later when she bothered to check the news on her tablet did she find out that similar occurrences had happened all over the world during the Christmas season.
All of them were orchestrated by The Purifiers. 
Honestly, though, she wasn't all that surprised. It was clear that all deaths will never happen in the same place.
Yaorui was currently on the phone with Samuel while she searched the internet for some weapons. 
Before, her father had never let her get her own weapon despite knowing that she could wield one perfectly fine. After using Wenshi's weapons, Yaorui decided to get her own.
Later she found out that there were suicide bombers in some of the world's most famous places including, New York City's time square, Disney world and land, Dubai, Bangkok, London, Moscow, Cape Town, Las Vegas, Sydney, Taipei, and many other places.
In total, a minimum of 2 million people died at the bombings.
Several people had visited her and her fellow colleagues from the battle to present gifts to them as a form of gratitude.
What she looked forward to most was the visits from the children that she had saved, so that she could rub their affection, in her friends' faces.
That was the life.
By now, Prince Sean had already returned to his home city, and Samuel being Samuel, was jealous over the fact that he had three adorable little sisters while he was left with a clingy big sister. 
He was jealous enough to ignore the fact that both Hu Angli and Prince Sean seemed to take an interest in her, although Prince Sean's infatuation was more of a fan's than a lover.
Though Hu Angli was a different story.
For now, life was good, minus the injuries, but other than that, everything was great. Except for the fact that Samuel wasn't with her.
She was due to return to China soon with the others. Her flight was the next day at noon.
Yaorui had one final check-up before her flight, though that wasn't going to do anything to stop her from running back into Samuel's arms.
By now, Samuel's arm had fully healed and was now good as new. All that was left to heal was just his one broken rib.
. . . . 
A sleek black limousine pulled up to the front of the towering ten-foot gate. 
Closeby students gathered around to take a look at the new guests, curious about the new arrivals.
Little did they know, the guests weren't new at all.
Song Gebao and Lu Sheng Rong stood front and center with Ran Jiexu, Mu Jian Nu, Kahn Oulong, Kahn Yexing, Kahn Shen, Lu Zhi Sai and Zhang Mao Rong. These boys were the top students at their school.
The twins Kahn Oulong and Kahn Shen were class clowns but held the highest academic mark in Chemistry.
Kahn Yexing, a human calculator capable of calculating the hardest equations at the speed of light.
Ran Jiexu, a top-notch engineer.
Mu Jian Nu, a culinary genius as well as a negotiator that got everything he wanted with nothing but words.
Zhang Mao Rong, the author of several of China's bestsellers and a self-made billionaire specializing in literature and history.
The boys were seven of ten of the school's male legends, otherwise known as the Ten Tens, the other three were Li Long Ao, Hu Angli, and Zhou Aonu (the male cousin of Yaorui currently in a coma). Ten males all with a ten outta ten ratings.
Lu Sheng Rong, a legend in the field of sports, with several championships from each and every sport, name any sport, she's done it.
Song Gebao, a hacking goddess and a tech guru. She could make electricity from sand in the snap of a finger. FBI? Pfft, that's nothing in her books.
These two including Zhang Wenshi, Yaorui, and her female cousin Zhou Zhangmin, were the Famous Five.
Then there was the Li Family, otherwise known as the Legendary Li's. A perfect family where all the members were geniuses of their own right.
Hu Angli and Li Long Ao emerged from the midnight black limo, followed by Zhang Wenshi and Li Yaorui.
"We're back,"

Several thousand years ago, a species very similar to humans arrived, they helped the humans grow and strengthen. The only condition, to never record anything related to them in history. It was best to leave a few things to the imagination. 
Now in modern day, they return with peace being the last thing in mind.

Li Yaorui, a thirteen year old that is overly accomplished and too smart for her good, Innocent yet well versed in the declining state of the world and its political state, has a target on her back, though not the regular target. In the future she'll have to face unimaginable challenges and sooner than one would hope.

He was the son of a mafia head, young but accomplished, but absolutely terrible when it came to love. All the books and lessons he got turned to dust when he finally reunited with his childhood friend.
Those were his thoughts when they first reunited, now, he knows that she has a target on her back, yet the enemy is still unknown, let's hope that he is enough to protect her.

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The moon shone, full and proud.

Next to her laid a boy of her age.

Brown eyes that shimmered gold, reflecting the dancing fireflies.

Wavy black hair, dark as the night sky.

His hand gripped hers.

A smile plastered on his face, revealing his dimples.

The stars gleamed at them.

Trees swished, swaying the, to sleep.

The milky way revealed its colours as the meteors fell.

Wish after wish.

Giggle after giggle.

Crickets chirped in the background.

A nearby river trickled.

"LiLi?"

"Yes?"

"You'll come back, right?"

"Of course, how else am I supposed to make you my bride?"

"I'll miss you, come back soon okay?"

The boy turned his head, allowing her to see his face in full.

"Okay,"

"Promise?"

"Promise,"

She felt herself smile.

"Xiao Rui,"

"Yes,"

"Don't forget to stay away from other boys,"

"I won't forget,"

She giggled.

"You better not, I don't want my bride to be stolen,"

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone steal me,"

"You better not, and don't forget me,"

"I would never forget you,
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Cover art is not mine, creds to the creator, I found it on pinterest

Expect a high level of cringe in the first few chapters.

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