Cara Winston always had a happy and easy life without any major accidents happening in her life. Well, minor difficulties are always present in every body’s life. So she always considers her life to be an easy.

But when she and her best friend had passed through a dark alley. Where they see a body lying in a corner. Cara being a kind person couldn't leave the body alone. There life changes.

Cara Winston : an extremely kind person when she wants to be, good at heart, always believes in her instincts, definition of good girl, talented at almost everything.

Male lead: (description hidden) 
You have to go through the story to know it.

Haru has been abused in almost every possible way since young. 

One night, when he thought that it was the end for him, he suddenly woke up in a parallel dimension where his situation is a lot better than his former life.

However, rather than the cheat-like systems or skills, what he had brought with him in this new life was his closed heart, his trust issues, and his deep-seated trauma’s from his past experiences, making it hard for other people to get close to him.


A/N: This is not BL! Or is it? Lol… It’s only Bromance. Sorry.
However, chapters may contain/mention explicit scenes not suitable for kids and straight guys. XD

I am crazy, little 
Don't mind me. 
Its the first thought that comes to my mind when, I think of myself. 
People often misjudge me with a innocent, immature, stupid, which is not true entirely.

I am stupid and sometimes don't understand  few things that I accept but I am more than innocent girl. I'm also pure and sweet girl.

I am overweight but I don't mind it full stop because it's the way I aarp. I care less about my looks and more about getting my things done.

I am a bookworm whose life is incomplete without = books, music ( which includes pop, kpop, all types and all languages ), shows (open all types - K drama, Thai, Japanese, Chinese, British, Netflix, Amazo prime), drawing is also my major part of my life, and for studies I suck, like very badly.

My goals keep changing with my favourite song and books but are constant on my mind means you can't think like Taylor Swift keeps changing her boyfriend every month like that clothes just like that my goals keep changing.

I like to do parting in my pyjamas, hanging out with my friends and sharing time with our family like, all the time. I bunk the classes like everyday, every class, which means you would never able to find me in attending classes mostly.  I do some things right while, others are destroyed by me. I attract traroble like a magnet.

I am full of mysterious and dumb sometimes.

I write stories, blogs, songs,I  try to update they, but I am always lazy to update them on time. My achievements are limited but I am happy.

I love my brother and family and my friends also people who support my work and like on WordPad, webnovel and I love them all lot. 

I like to take out my cloud of thoughts on paper but I have to hide it from my mum and friends which is never successful.

My family is like a joke with all four of us roaming together like a family of elephant.
My parents might be living in Modern era but, I like to have fossils mind set basic, live in past.
Then I, have an annoying, something sweet and so called small brother, who never gets tired of irritating me.

Then I have close friends,( whose, number is increasing day by day I don't how), I have good friends also and l the only difference I know between them is that- one set I can share your secrets while, with others I can't.

Ah....finally!!!!!!!
Guy's! Thanks for reading about me and I am sure, you were thinking my life sucks and I am crazy and I know that.😏

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Xiao Chun Dan exhales. "Are you serious this time?"
"I am serious." Huang Qiuyan nods her head. "I want to become his equal. I also want to protect everything that is precious to him."
It's for that vampire king. Xiao Chun Dan pouts. He's the one who met her first. He saved her. He kept her soul in that body. Why are the vampire king and his things becoming more important to her? A host should care about the system first. Just like, the system always prioritizes the host. She calls him a family, but other people are more important to her. She even told the vampire king about him. Hmph!
"Elder sister, you see." Xiao Chun Dan begins, "I have been analyzing you. Even if I have installed basic fighting skills in your mind, you aren't mentally prepared and your body and you are not physically strong enough to deal with the vampire-zombies. So, I suggest that you concentrate on your magic and long-range attacks."
Several statistical graphs appear before her eyes. Huang Qiuyan is bad at many things, but she's is somewhat okay with numbers. She studied statistics in the university and she used to work in a bank too. She squints her eyes and analyzes the progress graphs. According to the system, her progress has been slow. Since she's his first and last host, he doesn't have any past data. He is using the general data from the Inter-Dimensional Archive. To summarize, her agility is good, but her survival instincts are mediocre. In close range fights, she's 40% slower than other hosts. The long-range fights haven't been tested yet. The magic level is also at level 1 (Beginner).
She stares at him.
"Don't look at me like that." Xiao Chun Dan shrugs. "But, you have magic. You are better than 89% of hosts. There are systems who are compatible with magic that help their hosts improve at a faster rate. I was built for humans, but I am reconfiguring myself as you are levelling up."
He sighs and adds, "If you stay stuck at a level, I can't do much for you when it comes to magic. I can analyze the basic magic, but when it is the higher level magic that people like Fu Sheng and Sung Na-Mi use, I get incorrect analyzation results. Elder Sister, it's dangerous for you if you do not become stronger. You are lucky that you can use magic when other converts can't. Then, there's the bond. When magic is such a big part in your life, you should take the path of magic. If you don't make efforts, you will be someone who needs protection."
Though he would also choose safety first, there's no growth if they hide inside the castle. His host needs to grow and become stronger. Then, he can also level up and progress. He wants the inter-dimensional world to know that he's the best system in all the worlds. Perhaps, he can teach those System Developers a lesson for building systems like him and abandoning them at any time when the systems outlive their usefulness. 
"Fu Sheng will leave tomorrow," Huang Qiuyan understands that he means well. The system is on her side. They are both reliant on each other. Though he's mean and advises selfish things sometimes, he wants to protect her life the most. "Should I see Jin?"
"He might be able to help you." Xiao Chun Dan has a good impression of Jin. He does find him unrealistic and ethereal. But, all purebloods are strange to some extent. "But, your magic is different from the purebloods' magic. You got it from the enchanted wooden arrow which is actually Fae's magic. The nature of enchanted wooden weapons is quite mysterious. We don't have points to buy good books or skills related to Fae. There's one more thing that I have noticed recently."
"What is it?" She asks him with worry.
"Your magic grew when you resolved your heart conflict last time." Xiao Chun Dan wonders how much his host's psychological state affects the magic inside her. "There's something else. It's better if I show it."
She gives him a stiff nod.
In her mind, a screen pops up. It shows her a video of a dark green energy cloud that keeps changing its shape, disappearing and reappearing at different spots. Then, there's another neon green energy that seems to be chasing that dark green ball around. The two are playing hide and seek. In the chase, the neon green energy captures the dark green cloud once or twice. Each time that happens, the dark green cloud becomes smaller and slower.
"Before you drank the hunter's blood, the life force was dormant. The enchanted wooden magic was passive and balancing it somehow. When the magic activated due to the hunter's blood, it was not bad as the life force was avoiding its grasp by instinct." Xiao Chun Dan analyzes, "After your magic grew by a level, it's magic manages to capture the life force time to time. It absorbs some part of the life force whenever it captures it. Each time it does that, the life force is condensing into a smaller form and becoming slower. This is not the worst part, Elder Sister."
"Why are you leaving that out?" She holds her head with her right hand and closes her eyes. All of this sounds bad to her. "Just tell me."
"It's affecting us." Xiao Chun Dan takes a breath. "This is changing us at a core level. The enchanted magic, your soul and this aberrant life force are merging together slowly. I can't predict what will happen in the future." 
Being different always comes with a price. Her mother always told her to be ordinary. According to her mother, men need ordinary women who can manage the house and raise their children. That's why she always tried to be an ordinary person when she was human. She didn't think much. She didn't argue much. She was complacent and meek. She would let others have control over her life. 
But, her new life has new needs. It's funny how the old beliefs are subconsciously controlling her, but she wants to change. She needs to change. For herself and the people around her, she has to become someone extraordinary. 
"You don't have time." Xiao Chun Dan changes the screen to the graphs again. "We should be prepared for whatever is coming for us."
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[15 minutes later]
In the depth of the castle, Huang Qiuyan is walking alone. She looks back once with worry in her eyes. 
[I thought that you knew the way to the library.]
"Xiao Chun Dan, it's not my fault." Huang Qiuyan yells. "This place is huge. How do they clean this place?"
[That's not the problem. The problem is that I can't figure out how you managed to walk to the uncharted locations of the castle again under my navigation.] Xiao Chun Dan states with a frustrated voice. [You only had to follow my navigation.]
Huang Qiuyan sighs. Earlier, Xiao Chun Dan suggested that they should access the library and scans the books. He can directly store scan copies of the books. It's quicker than asking someone and waiting for answers. Using her knowledge and mastering the magic will be her job. Xiao Chun Dan also needs magical knowledge to build his foundations. These books will cost a lot if they try to buy it from the Inter-Dimensional Web. 
They are lost in some unknown part of the castle again. To her, all parts of the castle seem the same. She inhales sharply and then, she tries to sniff. There are many scents in the air. Fu Mian's scent is the strongest. She can smell the nine vampires. Fu Sheng's musky scent is captivating as always. Then, Sung Na-Mi's scent is something human and yet, something more that reminds her of the lightning and the rain. Sung Se-Yong smells like lemons and something else. She separates the scents in her mind. Xiao Chun Dan guesses what she's trying to do and analyzes the different scents along with her until they find the one -- the faint scent of books. 
"Phew!" She wipes her sweat. She knows the way now.


Huang Qiuyan's nightmare is not getting married before she turns thirty.

She is already twenty-eight and a lowly clerk in a bank.

Her mother and her aunts set her up for blind dates every weekend.

She isn't picky or anything. 

The men she likes rejects her.

The men she doesn't like also rejects her. 

In the end, when there is actually a MAN who wants to marry her, the world suddenly turns crazy. 

Huang Qiuyan: Clingy Ex-Vampire Girlfriend, don't eat my future husband!!! 

The man gets bitten and dies. 

Huang Qiuyan: Excuse me, what do you mean by Vampire Apocalypse? I want to get married here. 

After turning into a vampire, she goes to find food and find a chubby little bun instead. 

ML: Hunting husband when I am already here? 

Huang Qiuyan: I will not marry you even if you are the last man on the planet. 

ML: Either die or marry me. 

Huang Qiuyan: I choose death. 

ML: Fine, I will kill you on the bed every night. 

System: Dear host, please accept his offer. His blood is highly nutritional. 

Huang Qiuyan: ... ----------------- 

Warning: Smut Scenes, not appropriate anyone under 18. 

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4. Supernatural Investigation 101: Chronicles of Nakashima Wakana 

5. When A Ghoul Falls In Love

6. Hunting for a Husband in a Vampire Apocalypse

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Her Wicked CEO: How To Seduce A Hikikomori Wife?

Miss Chicken & Her Mister

The Villainous Emperor is My Pet?

My Ex-Girlfriend is a Sociopath

Bad x Bad: My Dear Hana

Children of the Lesser Gods: Rise of a Huntress

I was, No! It will be better to say Paul Blanch was an 18 years old boy spending his life with any goal in life. He was finishing high school without knowing what to do only following the trend imposed by society, having a very boring life.


The only place to escape in his monotonous life was his own mind. When he had a little of free time he will read some books and imagine himself as the main character of the story. First starting with western books and finally thanks to the recommendation of a friend, he started watching anime. Being Shingeki no Kyogyn his first, later he continued reading manga that was more advanced than the anime and finally the last step to light and web novels.


One curious fact was that at first, he didn't like fanfiction, they were like copies done by non-professionals and knowing the trash that did some professionals, so it will be normal to novel people to do it worst. But when he started reading them, he liked them the most because they show you more possibilities of a single story, improving some aspects and even correcting others (even when the majority are shit like there's a big possibility that this fanfic will turn). Also, he fell empathic because there's a lot of people that thought the same way as him, imaging and living these stories.


Another fact that it must be highlighted is that when he started reading Chinese novels ( he started first reading Japanese) he really like it but after reading 5, he would confuse them, especially their start and never know what novel what is.


One manga and novel that he really liked was Douluo Dalu or Soul land, at least it was very simple to differentiate with the spirit cultivation and the name of the protagonists was easy to remember (yeah I know how to count up to 3, and I don't know why I write novels because I never read it) and the development and fighting in them.


He especially liked the first Douluo because it was a simple life without being too technologically developed. Instead of the highly technological of the others (I hate mechas! If you want something big, resistant, and fully armed, the human figure is never the correct body to do it).


When he wasn't doing anything he always though of reincarnating and living in that world sometimes being the protagonist, others being Yu Xiaogang and changing the ending being with Bibi Dong, even there's a time when he dreams of being reincarnated as a girl being the little sister of one of the 7 devils and there was also the time thinking a little pervert, having a spirit that was his own body known as 9 Goddess Body that can't absorb spirit rings so he is rated as trash but at last learn that he can create spirit ring having S with women, improving their spirit and him gaining and ability of mimic a low grade of their spirit cultivating- Having and harem of 9 women, one will be and OC that will be his childhood friend that cannot cultivate, other needed to be Bai Chenxiang breaking her 38 and also RongRong improving her spirit to the 9... and finally ascending, thinking about that the girls and women were always described beautifully and that the protagonists of the saga only choose one when and harem was a very viable option. (WOW I think that a say too much and all lost the main story so let's return to it).


Like everything, this starts with a start only that this start is an ending, the ending of Paul Blanch and the birth of me. One life finishes creating another one, creating a new path and changing fate.


One day Paul was returning from school, walking on the same street as always and crossing the street when suddenly, a loud noise of a truck horn was heard. Without time to turn his head, he fainted due to a heart attack, watching the truck running in front of him waving his hand to some people, he closed his eyes to not open again while cursing that it's prohibited to claxon in a city, at least Paul Blanch eyes closed forever.

Observe how Ning Bai, big brother of Ning Rongrong aim to be at the top. 

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Li swiped the jars of seeds from Vincentio's cart and placed them in his pocket. That triggered his inventory to activate, and the jars disappeared, absorbing into a dimensional void where it joined a plethora of items. He forgot that he had to consciously think about not using his inventory to appear like a normal person, but he couldn't deny that it was convenient either.

Plus, he figured with contraband like this, it was better to have it somewhere the ordinary person couldn't see. 

Old Thane stood by Vincentio's horse, putting a hand on the animal's skinny flank and calming it. The horse looked down demurely, afraid to look at its master's corpse. The old man ran his hand across the horse's hide and shook his head.

"You've taken a mighty many lashes, poor thing," said Old Thane. He unstrapped the horse from the wagon and put a hand on its rump. "I would set you free, but you're no wild animal. You'd waste away out in those wilds."

"Then let's keep him," said Li. "Let him pull your wagon instead. Would make life a lot easier for you."

"Aye, that's true, but my riding days have wasted away, Li. Unless my feet are planted on the earth, I cannot see."

"That's no issue. I'll guide the horse."

"My muscles will waste away if I don't keep them active."

Li came up to Old Thane and slapped his back casually. "Stop being so stubborn, old man. I know you want to do things yourself, but you've earned at least this."

"I suppose so," grumbled Old Thane. He felt around the horse, getting a good mental image of the animal's dimensions. When he was satisfied, he jumped atop the saddle with surprising dexterity. It was obvious it was a well-practiced movement.

"And you say your riding days are over?" remarked Li. "You know, sometimes I can't even tell your blind.

Old Thane laughed and flexed his arms atop the horse. The peaks of his biceps strained against his shirt. "It's all conditioning, my boy. Make sure to keep yourself healthy so that you'll end up like me!"
 
"Yeah, yeah," said Li as he rolled his eyes. Although Old Thane had kept his body in excellent health, he was still an old man, talking to Li with that familiar didactic tone that most old people adopted with younger generations. It was pretty endearing, honestly. 

Li grabbed the horse's curb rein and tugged. It obeyed, adopting a gentle pace back towards Old Thane's wagon.

"Is the ride smooth?" asked Li as he strapped the horse's harness to the berry cart. He had never handled a horse before, but the beast was remarkably tame, and the harness was very intuitive. It didn't take many tries before he figured out what went where. 

"Smooth as a babe's bottom," commented Old Thane. "Vincentio, scoundrel he was, always had a way of training his steeds well."

"Great, now I won't have to constantly worry about you blowing your knees out," said Li with a smile. He took a sidelong glance to Vincentio's mangled corpse. "About the body…"

Old Thane sniffed the heavy stench of iron in the air and scowled. "There are no witnesses in this village and knights will think little of a criminal mauled by what seems to be a beast. I say we let the fool rot."

"We think alike," said Li as he tugged the horse's reigns and led it out of the village.

The way back to Riviera was uneventful. The moon, still full and bright, guided their way. They had fully expected the knights to be upholding the blockade again, but the encampment was eerily empty. A thankful blessing, too, as Li was tired of dealing with unnecessary obstacles anymore.
All he wanted to do was get back to his daily farming routine.

When they arrived at their cottage, Li tied the horse to a fencepost – a temporary arrangement until he could build a stable. Old Thane, tired from the tumultuous night, went straight to sleep, dropping on his bed of hay and animal skins and going into a heavy snore. 

As the old man slept, Li took a cursory glance of his room, making sure everything was in order. It was a small room. He figured more than two people would feel extremely cramped in it. There was an old bookcase – recently dusted now that Li was there – and this was what he checked up on, making sure the books were all there.

Obviously, Old Thane had no use for books anymore, but he valued these for they were his wife's. The books covered a vast breadth of topics. There were a few obvious books such as [The Herbs of the Wilds] and [Elementary Elixir Brewing], but nestled among there were tomes such as [The Codified Laws of Soleil, 1020], and [The Collected Histories of Man]. 

Old Thane had spoken many praises about his wife's abilities, but he had spoken precious little about her origins. From her readings, Li could theorize she had been a foreigner of some kind, unaccustomed to the ways of this land.

Explained why the old man was so fierce about defending Li from discrimination. 

Li, having taken full account of the books, silently left the room, closing the wooden door behind him. He settled into his own quarters. It was far larger than Old Thane's with a proper woolen bed elevated off the ground with stubby wooden legs. Despite being a larger room, however, there was nothing in it aside from the bed.

Li knew the story. Old Thane had built this entire cottage from the ground up and had fashioned this room for his and Aine's child. From how large the room was, it was evident that Old Thane was willing to give any child of his considerable love. But unfortunately, Aine had proved infertile, but that had not prevented Old Thane from loving her any less until her passing. 

Li sat on the bed. He did not need to sleep for he was not truly human, but he could mimic such a state as part of his shapeshifting abilities. Tonight confirmed something he had been theorizing for the month: his thinking was changing the longer he stayed in this world in his inhuman body.

He felt absolutely nothing when slaughtering the bandits or seeing Vincentio dead. He had killed before in his past life as a soldier, but regardless of how many people he killed, he still felt something, some numbness, maybe, but now, there was truly nothing. He merely saw meaning in their deaths. Their bodies went back to the earth, nourishing the soil. 

There were times he felt the life around him strongly. Sometimes when he weeded, he felt he could hear the very earth's heartbeat. There were times when he could hear the march of death. 

Once, he had wandered upon an old stray and could hear the life leaking out of the mutt, how with each of its heartbeats, it drew upon an ever-wilting store of life. He could vividly see how the dog would die, collapsed on the road within a week. 

However he was changing, he did not mind so much as long as it did not affect his day to day routine. In fact, he enjoyed being able to listen to the life around him as he tended to the berry bushes and fields. 

Perhaps most of all, he thought as he smiled, readying to sleep, he could still appreciate Old Thane.

Li knew, even if Old Thane didn't ever say it out loud, that he thought of Li as the son he never had. That the old man was willing to give up anything and everything for Li. That was a type of devotion that Li was familiar with from his own father who had given up so much to see him succeed. It was a devotion that Li could always appreciate no matter whether he was man or god or demon. 
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A week passed with Li hard at the work he loved. 

Li had cleared out the dilapidated herb garden, uprooting all the invasive vines and weeds, and began planting the herbs. From reading Aine's books, he knew that the herbs required soils that drained well, but the land had clumped up and become dry and hard from a drought that had struck a year ago. Pouring water on it resulted in puddles as the hardened dirt refused to let the liquid through. 

Li had taken some peat he dredged up from the forests and mixed it with the horse's manure to create a nourishing and soft mixture. He then used a plow to upturn the herb garden's soil, discarding the dried topsoil entirely. 

The soil beneath wasn't much better, but it could be combined with the peat and manure mixture to form a richly black, mushy dirt that hungrily drank water, letting it seep through without forming any puddles. 

Here, Li had planted most of the seeds. The magical seeds, however, he had decided to grow inside, taking some of the soil he had created and potting it. Old Thane had cautioned against letting them grow outside as until Li could gain the appropriate certifications as a herbalist, he could not have illegal substances just sitting out in the open. 

Now, getting the certifications was a pesky task that Li felt little enthusiasm doing. It consisted of studying and then taking a test. Many of the occupations under Soleil were based off of meritocracy supported by bureaucracy, and so standardized tests became the norm for testing an individual's capacity to be a professional at anything. Even blacksmiths had to take tests, although those were more live demonstration than ink and paper tests.

Thankfully, Li retained a sharp mind. He had always had a knack for studying in his old life, and his memory was even better here. The test was also mostly rote memorization, so he figured he just needed another week before he could pass the test.

One particularly sunny day, however, when Li was holed up in his room poring through Aine's books, he heard a massive commotion outside. Things had been strangely loud over the week with a lot more foot traffic than usual, but this was on a whole different level. He figured there were dozens of people outside moving in a single procession. The groaning of some ungodly large contraption also followed them.

"By the gods, what's that ruckus!?" exclaimed Thane from his quarters through a cough. He had gotten a minor fever, so he was staying inside for the day. 

"I'll check on it," said Li as he put on his hood and stepped outside.

There were three gangs of adventurers, bronze and silver medallions hanging at their necks. They were a balanced group of warriors, mages, rangers, assassins, and templars. He nodded in recognition as he saw the basic party mechanics he had once dealt with in Elden World: tanky warriors up front with templars to heal and rangers and mages at the back for damage while assassins scouted the battlefield. 

Behind them followed a company of knights. Knights of Lys, judging by their sky-blue cloaks. While the adventurers took up a leisurely stroll, the knights marched in drilled order. They escorted a massive ballista carried by four horses – the source of the groaning wood. 

"Can I ask what's going on?" called out Li.

One of the marching knights broke rank briefly and handed Li a paper before heading back to his company. Li observed that he held a whole stack of the papers under his arm. 

Shrugging, Li looked at the paper. Flowery cursive writing dotted the paper and a fanciful seal shaped in the image of a dove marked the bottom. An official decree from Dulance Lys, lord of Riviera. 

"Greetings, good citizen,

Do not be alarmed. This force travels not from unwanted invasion or demons or other such urgent ills. There is merely a monster in the Winterwoods, but do not fear. It does not move for it merely guards a lake that has emerged deep within the forest. In addition, our Astrologers predict that it will not be any threat to human settlements nor to this great city. 

However, until the beast is subdued, the main paths running through Winterwoods are closed for public travel. I understand that some livelihoods depend on the bounty of the forest but ensure you do not interfere with the hunt and understand that you enter the woods on your own peril.

Below, you will find a depiction of the beast. It is advised you flee immediately upon seeing it and inform any knights or adventurers of its whereabouts.

Stay safe and be well, good citizen.

Glory to the Duchess and may the light of Soleil be unending,
Lord Dulance Lys."

Li took a glimpse at the beast's appearance. It was sketched on the paper with enough detail that it was unmistakable what it was. Li groaned internally. He had been focusing far too much on the farm this week and not paying attention at all to the outside world around him. Another consequence of his changing mind - he'd started to think current events and politics as meaningless and tuned them out. 

He looked at a drawing of a giant ant: it was the Myrmeke he had summoned. Immediate worry swarmed Li, not because he feared for the ant, but because he knew that it was sufficiently strong enough to easily cleave through this group of adventurers and knights, and if they all died, who knew what kind of ruckus that would cause.

The good thing was, over the week, Li had been thinking of ways to put the ant to work on the farm without making its presence obvious, and now he had pretty strong incentive to put his plans to work.

When Li's level 100 game character is transported to a fantasy world, he is unstoppable. 

But...all he wants to do is be a farmer? Watch as Li tries to maintain his peaceful daily life in a chaotic world full of magic and knights. 
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FOREWARD/WARNING: The novel has a SLOW pace and due to updating once a day, it may feel even slower. However, I can at least guarantee that it will have very good readability and good grammar that is routinely proofread. The pace of the story will accelerate as enough chapters mount up to build things up. 

Also, another warning, but the novel does not focus entirely on farming and crafting. As a result, those looking for a novel that focuses solely on crafting aspects may find themselves disappointed. In any case, whether you have criticisms or enjoy the book, thanks for reading! 

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As all the Mana is moving to the Academy from around the planet, it alerted everyone that can sense Mana around them.

As Axon is working on the Mana rooms to hold Mana for training and even making himself his personal one around the world all living being that can feel Mana are going chaotically.

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What is happening? (?)

You feel it too? (??)

Yes, all the Mana is moving. (?)

It feels like it's moving to the Magic Academy? (??)

Are you sure it could be going past them into different lands or into the sea? (?)

I'm sure. (??)

Let's send someone to get answers! (?)

Agreed. (??)

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GRAAAAAAA! (?)

Why is the Mana moving who is doing this! You just disrupted my enlightenment! I will KILL YOU! (?)

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DAD! (?)

Yes!? What is it are you okay? (??)

Dad the Mana in the air is moving! (?)

What!? (??)

Guards! (??)

Yes! (???)

Go find the commander tell him what is happening with the Mana! Go NOW! (??)

YES! (???)

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{DING!} ..... {DING!} ..... {DING!} ..... {DI} ... {CRACK!} {POP!} {BOOOOOM!}

HAAA! (?)

MASTER! (??)

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This damn seal! Just go away I'm bored! Have had no blood from humans in so long. (?)

What the Mana is moving? (?)

{Snap!}

{Bzzt!}

What! The seal broke HAHAHA! I'm free! I need to thank the one the moved the Mana out of the way. (?)

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Sis! Sis! The life tree! Its leaves are changing colors! (?)

What! I need to see this it can't be! (??)

What is happening why is the Tree of like changing colors is it dieing? (??)

Little brother, go to the elders and tell them what is going on I am going to start my search, hurry! (??)

Yes! Sis be safe! (?)

*************

I pray to you holy one please tell me why the Mana is moving? (?)

There are dark days upon us, not from the demons or Demonic beasts there is something else it's on its way here, spread my word to all believers. (??)

Tell them, we need to join hands will all need to become one to fight back or even have a chance at winning. (??)
*************

{Bang!} {Shing!} 

My Lord! There is something going on. The Mana is moving it's not the angels or elves it seems to be moving to the humans land! (?)

You dare disturb my training? I don't care if the castle is falling down deal with it your self I continue my training, LEAVE AND DONT COME BACK! (??)

As all this is happening, Specter and Eternal Blood that the source of all these disturbing events got zero ideas on just how many enemies that they just made because or even secret allies from  all around the world more and more keep rising as anger and happiness spreads overnight on the first day they started learning Mana control.

As the spread of chaos spreads there happened lots of death and between the deaths of many, there is happiness from trapped creatures, people, monsters.

*************

GRRRAAAAA! (?)

{BOOM!}

a huge explosion happened from under the sea, the huge wave of water ripped in all directions even the normal waves been forced out of the way of this one big wave. In the center is a monster, the only thing one would see from the sky looking down is one eye looking up, and it's huge the size of just the eye is an island on planet Earth.

*************

HAHAHA! I'm free! I'm free! This Lord thanks thee one that freed me, I shall repay you after finding you. (?)

*************

{Shhhh!} {Shhhh!}

Winds blowing snow flying around in a snow blizzard it's so fast that one would not find there way if walking through it, ice mountains are average as there scattered around the lands and inside one deep inside at an unknown location there is a girl, she is chained up against an ice spikes that pierced out from the ground, her body is white as snow hair white as snow and a white armor on also white as snow.

{CRACK!} {Bang!}

The chains cracked loudly and soon falls to the ground right after the girl falls to the ground, right before she hits the ground her body starts floating. She stayed that way and slept.

*************

Well, this room is going to be helpful later on so much Mana it's going to boost so many years of training. (Axon)

Inside an empty space with no door Axon Opened a space and walked through it entered his office he sits down and starts making plans.

Hoho! I should make a mage battle arena? No Mage Battlefield? No Mages Battlefield? No Arcane Battlefield. Yes Arcane Battlefield will do like the name, now how should I set the room... (Axon)

Hoho! I know I will make it six miles long and one mile wide, with that done what is a good enemy? Right! I can use him also I will build him a castle for him now what did I do with that bag? Is that it? No this one? Hoho! So that's what happened to my staff been looking for you! Now that's not the right bag Hoho there you are! (Axon)

Digging around inside a bag pulling out a staff, potions, books, a broomstick, a wooden bucket, and finally, he pulled out a red Rock. The Red Rock is also moving like a heart in his hand, after placing Everything back inside his bag he used earth magic to mage a stone human body, on top of the stone man got a crown, soon he placed the red stone inside the chest of the stone man and it moved not only move more stone men appears next to him. Looking at the stone man Axon waved to the stone man as he made a portal that led him into an empty space. Using his Mana he created a one mile wide and six miles long space with boulders, hills, trees, small mountains, river. Soon after finishing Axon made a stone castle at the end of one side and he is standing there with the stone man. Axon points to the stone castle and starts talking.

Nice right? Now build your army and train the new mages that will come here. Don't worry you're not able to kill them, as soon as the person is about to die he will be brought to the medical department, they will heal them back into shape.

With that said Axon dissipated and moved back to his office. Making new plans for the students, or for himself to use.

I need to make a barrier around the Academy, but the Mana needed will be big. Hoho! I will make Specter as the core... No that will not work if he even thinks of getting out it would blow up the academy. Let's see... I will need Mana crystals lots the bigger the better, dragon core? No to small, will a city Destroyer core work? Ya, that might work! Now if I got my hands on a judgment killer! Hoho that will be the best I can make the Barrier last for hundreds of years with that monster! (Axon)

But with that done I will need to change the Barrier don't want just any type of Barrier it needs to repair quickly and used the minimum amount of Mana Hoho! If I change this to that haha! Now I got it this will be able to Repair itself like a wave every second it will Repair all Damage. But there is something missing.... (Axon)

I will think of it later, I need to find a cure for Wildmage, Hoho! I'm going to kill you the one that poisoned my friend! (Axon)

Axon is flipping through books about poison only to get no answer, so he switched to healing magic and starts reading that book and once again don't get an answer for what he is looking for. Digging through the books of different types from master healing to master poison, even looking for answers from different books not even close about poison from having lava placed inside a body with a magic spell, or how to grow certain plants.

He starts grabbing more and more random books as he quickly read through until he picked up one book that brought him back from his mass reading. On the title said the words ultimate healing. The first page showed the words below.

Life crystal, have you ever hear about this before? No? That's fine after all this is just a legend after all. The Life crystal it's what it's named able to heal anything from poison, fire, ice, Stabbed, Ect'. This Life crystal is only the size of a few inches, some say it's green. But not just a regular green, it's a beautiful green that will catch your eyes quickly. There is even a legend that this Life crystal can bring the dead back. From all my research looking for this Life crystal, I found nothing but what I have just written down. I traveled to other lands and gone to the Elf's to see there point of view of this Life crystal, and what I got back in response is shocking. They said if life is real it would need lots of life Mana to bring one back from death, and the only thing that can have that much life Mana is the Life tree.

But if the life tree is that strong why is there no one being the dead back? And that answer is it's just a big tree with lots of life Mana and got zero ways to actually use life Mana to bring anyone back, if the life crystal is real it will need the mind to control it, it needs the strength to hold it, it needs the way to consume life Mana and use it into others. To do that it needs to be big, strong, and it will have a mind of its own with that much life Mana, life would just grow around the source. That is why the Life tree is so big it holds life Mana and also it makes life around grow as well.


If only that life crystal was real I would save my good partner, {sigh} I need to go check up on Specter and Eternal Blood, I need to see how they're doing and how long until they're awake. (Axon)

A Battle Engineer making a brakethrough in technology had it go wrong when Truck-kun stuck at the wrong time sending him to another world.

Inside the quiet meditation room, Meng Qi who was sitting on the low bed showed a strange emptiness, as though he existed in this place but yet seemed far away. The Haotian Mirror fragment in his hand, though black and shineless, illuminated ever-changing layers of countless universes, glimmering and showing all states of life in an instant.
Different from the normal Legendary path, Meng Qi already had no additional self, hence couldn't rely on methods such as assimilating, enlightening, communicating, and containing them to form a projection, hence strengthening the link, bringing qualitative change from accumulating volume, becoming the only one in all worlds, being everywhere and using the projection to mobilize the corresponding universe's sea of energy. He could only create from scratch a marking belonging to his self, which covered subtle links, and use it to replace his additional self to communicate with and control different universes.
However, Meng Qi was still clueless about the type of marking that he should leave behind to conform to the projection characteristics of self in the corresponding universe, fit the source and build subtle links, and also how to leave behind the marking. He could only explore as he moved forward.
And relying on the specificity of the Haotian Mirror fragment itself could do more with less!
As his consciousness entered the Haotian fragment, Meng Qi's soul was dark and his spirits were blurry, as though he was flying in a vast, cold and dark universe. He couldn't see any light nor sense any way out, and could only wade endlessly.
Suddenly, the void cracked, illuminating a faint glow. Meng Qi's consciousness was wrapped by the air of the Haotian Mirror and he suddenly flew over.
Penetrating layers of drapes, with heaven and earth spinning and all things changing, Meng Qi temporarily lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, he gradually regained his consciousness. However, he realized that his eyes couldn't see anything and his ears couldn't hear any sound, and his body also lost its sense of touch. Only his spirit could spread slightly and sensed the quietness of the surroundings. He felt that his consciousness was trapped inside the body of a palm-sized puppet.
I've actually possessed a puppet?
The unprecedented encounter made Meng Qi a little shocked. This is the Path of Creating Marking demonstrated by the Haotian Mirror?
Just as this thought came to his mind, he heard sounds.
It was a ruined temple commonly seen in the wild. It was late at night with continuous sound of rain which isolated this place from the outside world, as though it was another realm.
Inside the temple were many bodies lying all around, each with different wounds, but all showing the swiftness of the murderer's swordsmanship.
"The blood has yet to dry up, this happened not too long ago," a young man with his hair tied up and holding a sword was kneeling beside the bodies and examining carefully.
He had a likeable handsome face, but with a lazy disposition that belonged to one who would choose not to work whenever possible.
Standing beside him was a middle-aged man dressed meticulously as a scholar. He had a long beard and sharp eyes, he held a sword that appeared a faint purple. At this moment, he let out a long sigh and said, "It's Chief Escort Miao and his men from the Four Seas Escort Agency."
"Chief Escort Miao?" a few voices said at the same time. There were another two males and one female. The female was quite young, around fifteen or sixteen with a young and pretty face. She was closest to the bodies and looked scared. One of the males was young and dull-looking, the other one had gray hair and wrinkles at the corner of his eyes.
It's actually Chief Escort Miao from the Four Seas Escort Agency?
He was a well-known person, and not far from being top-class. But now he laid dead in a ruined temple without anyone caring.
Could he have accepted some extraordinary escort mission?
The middle-aged man shook his head, "The innocent are harmed because of their possessions, this is how the pugilistic world is. Stop looking, Cheng-er, we'll leave once the storm stops."
After saying this, he turned and walked to the collapsed Buddha statue before sitting down.
"Yes, teacher," Xu Cheng took back his gaze, but his mind still had the remains of the wounds which seemed to have come to life, transforming into swift sword beams that made one palpitate.
What a marvelously swift sword!
"Father, you seem to know what it is about?" sensing the middle-aged man had unfinished words, the pretty young girl asked, unable to hide her curiosity.
Xu Cheng and the other disciples also cast their gaze over, eager to know more.
What treasure could lead to the death of the famous Chief Escort Miao of the Four Seas Escort Agency?
The middle-aged man Shang Jiuming looked around and pondered for a while before saying, "There's no harm telling you since it is something widely circulating in the pugilistic world, just that you hardly come into contact with it as your levels aren't there yet."
"What exactly is it?" the pretty young girl Shang Lingxi asked doubtfully.
Shang Jiuming gently touched the body of his sword, signaling his disciples and daughter to sit down, before he started to talk, "Have you heard of the Four Great Extraordinary Books?"
"No…" Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi and the rest shook their heads blankly. They knew much about overbearing martial skills such as the Star Changing Manual, Tiancan Skill, Sun Fire Wheel, Yin Absorbing Formula, Tianluo Demonic Skill, and Deathless Formula. They were all supreme skills used by top experts to be indomitable in the world, but the Four Great Extraordinary Books were totally unheard of.
Shang Jiuming's expression looked as though he was carried to somewhere far away, "Martial arts have been on the decline. When the Four Great Extraordinary Books existed more than a hundred years ago, there was a large number of gurus in the pugilistic world, which is something the pugilistic world today cannot match."
"The first book, 'Elixir', which origin was unknown, points directly at Dao. Once the golden elixir enters the stomach, one would be in control of his destiny. It is difficult to practice it directly, but it derived supreme Taoist skills such as the 'Star Changing Manual' and 'Tiancan Skill', creating countless Great Gurus such as Priest Tianhe. It is now kept at the holy land of Taoism, Zhitian Temple, and hasn't appeared for many years."
The Star Changing Manual and Tiancan Skill"were both derived from Elixir? Shang Lingxi covered her mouth with her right hand, feeling shocked and appalled. Xu Cheng and the other disciples were also shaken.
The top martial skill that they knew were actually only a small part of Elixir!
No wonder it's known as an extraordinary book!
"The second book is the Demonic Sect's 'Demonic Code', which they call 'Holy Code', that studies in depth heaven and man. It is divided into many volumes, each with its own overpowering demonic skills, such as 'Tianluo Demonic Skill' and 'Yin Absorbing Formula'. It is said that if the 'Demonic Code' combines into one, one could attain unformidable demonic skills and discover the secrets of the broken void. Unfortunately, the demonic sect has been splitting up for the last hundred odd years, and many volumes of the 'Demonic Code' have already been lost…" Shang Jiuming said tirelessly, making Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi, and the others all full of envision. So this was where the "Tianluo Demonic Skill" originated from, and the various terrifying branches of the Demonic Sect are not considered at their prime now.
Shang Jiuming continued, "The 'Sun Fire Wheel' of Northern Buddhism is supreme in the world, but over a hundred years ago, their most terrifying skill wasn't this but the 'Secret Wisdom Manual'. It cultivates the spirits and completes Abhisheka, accumulating one's power to the maximum, like a Buddha on earth who is able to bring others into Samsara. It is mysterious and unpredictable, and is the most unfathomable among the extraordinary books."
Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi, and the rest looked at one another blankly as they listened. The descriptions were more like myths and legends than martial arts secrets!
There's actually such extraordinary skills in the world?
"Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, the Living Buddha at that time and the Awakening Celestial Sword met with a misfortune at the current abandoned city, jointly contributing to a famous spiritual confrontation in history. Both of them entered Samsara and battled, with the Awakening Celestial Sword winning in the end while the Living Buddha losing and gaining enlightenment. The Living Buddha passed on on the spot with his flesh body turning into colored glaze. But this was an unexpected passing after all and he didn't manage to impart his spirit and wisdom. It became extremely difficult for later generations to practice the 'Secret Wisdom Manual', and none have succeeded even till today," Shang Jiuming lamented ⁠— every pugilistic tale passed down by the older generations were legends.
This is more fascinating and more incredible than the stories told by the storyteller… Shang Lingxi's and the other disciples' eyes glittered as thoughts ran in their minds, developing a strong interest in the extraordinary books. If they were able to get one of them and successfully practiced it, wouldn't they be able to rule the world?
"Father, what about the fourth book?" Shang Lingxi was unable to hold back her question, her eyes blinking.
"That's right, what's the fourth book?" Xu Cheng also couldn't control his curiosity. They had totally forgotten that their initial aim was to get to the bottom of what treasure led to Chief Escort Miao of the Four Seas Escort Agency being killed.
Shang Jiuming smiled, his expression slightly sentimental, "It is not a book. It is a puppet ⁠— the Celestial Sword Puppet."
At the mention of these words, he suddenly became solemn.
"Celestial Sword Puppet?" Shang Lingxi looked at her own father with innocent and confused eyes.
The last book was actually a puppet?
Shang Jiuming said with deep eyes, "Also a hundred odd years ago, the Sword Emperor and the Awakening Celestial Sword battled at Sunset Peak. Both entered the broken void, leaving behind shadows that cannot be caught up with. Since then, no one has been able to reenact this scene."
"And before their battle, they used a casually obtained puppet as paper and their swords as pen to engrave thirty characters of their individual swordplay. The first fourteen and last sixteen characters were the Sword Emperor's and the Awakening Celestial Sword's respective understanding toward swordplay. They contained the supreme swordplay belonging to them, especially the former that had the method of vital energy circulation, showing again the initial path of the Sword Emperor.
"The Celestial Sword Puppet was initially kept by the Sword Emperor's disciple, but as time went by, it ended up in the pugilistic world. Its every appearance was accompanied by bloodshed, and the person who truly possessed it would become a top swordsman. The massacre of Mu Mansion and the downfall of the Five Element Sword Sect all happened because of it, there are too many to be named."
"Chief Escort Miao died because of this?" Xu Cheng blurted.
Shang Jiuming nodded lightly, "Chief Escort Miao's martial skills improved greatly in the last few years, it was rumored that he had gotten the Celestial Sword Puppet."
The few disciples were suddenly in a daze. They didn't expect to have actually met something related to the great books.
"Actually, our sect's swordplay is also deeply connected to the Celestial Sword Puppet," Shang Jiuming suddenly sighed.
"Ah?" Shang Lingxi looked perplexed.
Shang Jiuming forced a laugh, "My ancestor was originally a commander of the forbidden army in the abandoned city. He was the one who delivered the Celestial Sword Puppet for the Sword Emperor and Awakening Celestial Sword. He saw the supreme swordplay and secretly made a copy, leaving behind two overpowering swordplays, 'Subduing Demon' and 'Awaking Celestial'. The clan strengthened after that and became a sect, prospered for a time but gradually went downhill. The copy was lost and the swordplays were also incomplete."
"I wonder when we could regain the past glories…"
His voice was low, and the scene was suddenly quiet and restrained.
As Meng Qi listened to them, he understood that he had returned to the world of the Sword Emperor and Demon Queen, and he had become the Celestial Sword Puppet that was left behind!
My past experiences and the swordsmanship I left behind had all become legends of the pugilistic world. How is this connected to leaving a marking?
How should this strange journey brought by the Haotian Mirror develop to derive a marking?
Xu Cheng's mind was filled with thoughts as he placed his hands behind his head and laid down lazily, thinking about things related to the Four Great Books.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened up when he saw a puppet with a comical smile hiding in a dark area above the beam.
Puppet?
Just as a thought came to his mind, he saw the puppet blink its eyes and a drop of tear flowed down.
Blinking… tears… feeling as though he was struck by lightning or saw a ghost, Xu Cheng's heart beat so fast that it almost exploded.


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation;
Nine Yang Divine Power;
Flaming Wooden Blade Skill.
These were the three fake copies of rare manuscripts Fang Zheng decided to use for evolution. 
The marrow-washing sutra in the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation. 
The training for internal strength and true Qi in Nine Yang Divine Power. 
The blade skills in Flaming Wooden Blade Skill. 
They were three separate developments that did not overlap with each other. They complemented each other without affecting each other. 
Fang Zheng picked up Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation. His palms were slightly sweaty, and he was nervous. 
Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was one of the top three Divine Skills in the Jin Yong Series. 
There had always been talk about whether the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was a Buddhist martial art or a Taoist one. 
There was a rumor that it was created by Bodhidharma. Shaolin monks had stumbled upon it as they were repairing the statue of the Dharma. 
Another rumor claimed that both marrow-washing and tendon-changing were phrases from Taoism. They were not found in Buddhism nor ancient India. 
It seemed as if both Taoism and Buddhism had their own arguments that spanned across the centuries. 
There was another less popular version: Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was created by both Taoists and Buddhists. This would explain why tons of Taoist phrases could be found in the book; it was birthed where the Dharma practiced. 
Anyhow, Fang Zheng was just a commoner. The thing he was most concerned about was whether the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation could be evolved into a true, rare manuscript. 
Fang Zheng held the Human Skin Scripture in one hand, and Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation in the other. 
He focused his attention. 'Evolve!' 
Everything was shiny in the blink of an eye. The Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was coated in golden rays of light. Its pages began flipping quickly; it was that familiar sight again. Each page seemed to be coated with a golden stream. The words, paragraphs, and illustrations on them began transforming rapidly. It seemed to be evolving into a scripture of the heavens; it was impossible for the human eye to keep up with the speed of the transformation. 
At the same time, one part of the runes on the Human Skin Scripture faded away. 
When there were only two lit parts of the runes left on the Scripture, the transformation of the Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation was completed. 
Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation! 
The evolution was successful! 
The Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation (Level 1)!
'What? 
'F*ck, is this a joke?'
Fang Zheng stared at the cover of the book. The words, ancient and as large as a dragon, left him a little dumbfounded. 
It was his first time encountering something like this after three evolutions. 'The first level?
'Does this mean that there is a second and a third?'
Fang Zheng wasn't excited about the face that the number of possible layers meant more powers. His first reaction was, "F*ck!". 
'What a waste!'
His heart was aching. 'A precious part of the runes was spent on evolving an incomplete rare manuscript?'
With a broken heart, Fang Zheng opened the book with his shaking hands. 
According to the introduction, there were nine layers to the rare manuscript. 
The first layer was for Qi-changing, the second for blood-changing, the third for spirit-changing, the fourth for pulse-changing, the fifth for marrow-changing, the sixth for bone-changing, the seventh for tendon-changing, the eighth for divinity-changing, and the ninth was fate-changing. 
The copy of The Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation (Level 1) he had in his hand was indeed an incomplete rare manuscript. It only contained Qi-changing instructions in the first layer. 
'Motherf*cker!' 
Fang Zheng's testicles throbbed in pain; he nearly threw the book in his hand, but he eventually chose to put it in place carefully. He was afraid that if any corner of the book was folded, it would be a waste of the runes he obtained when putting his life on the line. Soon after that, Fang Zheng picked up a fake copy of Nine Yang Divine Power. 
This was another debated book. 
Some people claimed that this was a Shaolin skill. 
Others have argued that back when the Quan Zhen denominations Wang Chongyang had a drinking competition with a peculiar person, Wang Chongyang lent a copy of Nine Yin Divine Power to the latter after losing to him in the competition. Later on, the peculiar man hid himself in Shaolin and created Nine Yang Divine Power, as he felt that the Yin energy from Nine Yin Divine Power was too strong. 
There were multiple versions of the story online. 
Fang Zheng eventually decided to evolve his copy of Nine Yang Divine Power to prove a hypothesis he had in his mind. 
Given that Nine Yang Divine Power was one of the top skills in the Jin Yong Series, it was no surprise that it had its own specialties. 
Its true Qi was pure and endless; it was possible to replenish one's true Qi with this skill. 
On top of that, it had the effect of training one's body and strengthening his veins. 
It was also a specific skill to prevent cold and Yin poisons. 
Fang Zheng chose Nine Yang Divine Power in an attempt to fulfil his dream of becoming a martial arts master on top of having it complement the Yang-based Golden Immune Arhat. 
'The most important thing was! 
'Prevention of the cold and Yin poisons. Wasn't that the antichrist of ghosts?!' 
This was the true reason why Fang Zheng prioritized Nine Yang Divine Power. 
With the Human Skin Scripture in one hand and the Nine Yang Divine Power in the other, he evolved it once again! 
A familiar sight occurred: the golden rays of light could be seen. 
The letters and symbols in the book began transforming like a sped-up scene in a movie. It was amazing; it was a miracle. 
Nine Yang Divine Power successfully evolved! 
The Nine Yang Divine Power (Level 1)! 
Fang Zheng stared at yet another copy of an incomplete rare manuscript in his hand in frustration. So much for the first level. 
As stated in its name, there were 12 levels to this book. The more powerful your skill was, the faster it was for your true Qi to recover, and the more powerful the effects were from strengthening your veins and fending off the cold and Yin poisons. 
Fang Zheng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle as he clenched onto the Nine Yang Divine Power (Level 1) in his hand. 
He figured out why he had been getting incomplete copies of rare manuscripts after two rounds of evolution. 
It was the same reason why he couldn't evolve the Mantra of the Five Lightnings, Divine-Crushing Mantra, and Fiend Breaker Tongues. Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation and Nine Yang Divine Power were both on the top of the martial arts literature pyramid. The effects of perfecting those were way stronger than the usual literature. Therefore, it was only natural that the depletion from the evolutions were greater. 
The Human Skin Scriptures collection of Gray Qi prior to this wasn't enough. Forcing the evolutions only resulted in the First Levels of incomplete rare manuscripts. 
As they did not evolve into complete books, their titles did not change either. They were still The Manuscript of Tendon and Marrow Transformation (Level 1) and Nine Yang Divine Power (Level 1).
If he wanted a complete set of skills, it was easy; he only had to continue risking his life to collect the Gray Qi endlessly. Although this seemed like a bright future—given that these were top of the literature—why did he feel such unprecedented, throbbing pain in his testicles? Fang Zheng was tired. He did not have the energy to curse anymore. 
This was such a waste of his resources!
Who knew how many years it would take for him to complete the evolution of all 12 levels in a series?! In times of scarce resources, the effects of these were not nearly as good as having a full version of an ordinary book! 
He was not sure if he should say the curse words he was thinking about. 
Soon after that, Fang Zheng's tired gaze landed on Flaming Wooden Blade Skill.
After a few seconds of doubt, Fang Zheng gave up on finding other blade skill books to replace this one. Blade skills were different from powers, if he got it to evolve into another incomplete book, the special martial arts moves he could learn from it would make him better than hundreds of firewood collectors and butchers. 
'Evolve!'
The Flaming Wooden Blade Skill (Level 1)!
It was yet another incomplete copy of a rare manuscript. It was divided into the upper part, the intermediate part, and the lower part. 


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