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Eat, train and sleep. That is what Kim MinJoon’s life consisted of... he strived towards his dream to debut, but life was often unfair.

With his barely average looks and mediocre skills, reality soon hit him. He wasn’t what the entertainment circle was looking for. 

But still, he trained for hours on end, deluding himself. He kept training until one day...

He collapsed.

Lying in the empty practice room with his consciousness fading, he laughed weakly at his stupidity.
Closing his eyes he wished for another chance,  a chance to debut, a chance to better to himself.

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“What the hell!” Kim Minjoon touched his face, no wait, this wasn’t his face!

Hazel eyes, chocolate brown hair, pouty red lips...

“Was I given a second chance..?”

But his eyes couldn’t help but trail over to the almost game like status bar by his reflection...

Kim Minjoon (17 years of age):

                                 STATS -

LVL 1 

Health: 10

Stamina: 10

Strength: 10 

Agility: 5

                                 SKILLS - 

Dance: 5

Vocal: 5

Acting: 2

Hadirnya sebuah era yang akan menjadi sejarah terbesar umat manusia, sebuah era yang akan diceritakan dari generasi ke generasi, dan sebuah era dimana mereka yang terlibat didalamnya merupakan pejuang-pejuang terhebat yang pernah ada.

Di era ini kondisi planet bumi telah berubah, menyebabkan berbagai makhluk yang tinggal di dalamnya berevolusi hingga sampai pada tingkat yang tak terbayangkan. Kelimpahan sumber daya alam yang sangat tinggi menyebabkan bumi menjadi target kolonisasi dari berbagai macam peradaban alam semesta. 

Dengan banyaknya peradaban yang mengincar bumi, akankan makhluk-makhluk didalamnya mempertahankan tanah air mereka? Atau justru mengkhianati nurani mereka dan berpihak pada penjajah ini.

An innocent and clean girl, exposed to the dirty world. What would she have done to turn back time and get revenge. But thankfully, the gods already did it for her. She returned at the age of ten, making plans, meeting all kinds of people, and...
Living her life. But doing that is not simple. She needs hard work.

Pausing time, turning back time, reversing times of specific objects/person, and even predicting the future…

Taking advantage now that Su Lin has control of time within his grasp. Being able to stop time; can dodge incoming attack and avoid mishaps, Su Lin is steered clear of harm’s way. Reversing time; can forever never regret, no need to overthink when acting. Inverting time of specific object/person; can repair any object and heal any person, Su Lin becomes a miracle doctor. Predicting the future; can hide from natural disasters, can buy the winning lottery tickets and stocks, listening to Su Lin is always right.

Gods and humans never were supposed to mix. That is untill one took over a human body and began living along side the humans. He is millions of years old and now is inside the body of a 10 year old boy who lived a miserable life and only had 1 wish at his death. Restore his Fathers conpany to its former glory. Will the God decide to accomplish his goal, or will he instead become a God once again and rule over Earth as God? Only time will tell.

1 Chapter a day.

The MC will be OP but not OP to the point of him having no opponents. 

There will possibly be a harem, but I plan on more of a he does not love any single girl and instead just enjoys them all.

For getting high ranking on leaderboards I will do mass realises as following.

Top 200: 3 Chapters

Top 150: 4 Chapters

Top 100: 5 Chapters

Top 75: 6 Chapters

Top 50: 7 Chapters

Top 10: 10 Chapters

I hope you all enjoy this story and how it continues to unravel to slowly reveal more about our MC's past and his future.

"Let's move. It's time for a change of pace," said Zhang Yang after all the assassin were killed.
"Huh? Why? Aren't we doing just fine here?" said Wei Yan Er, a little disgruntled.
"Could you just…urgh…never mind. The players that had just attacked us were obviously rather noob. Even though we can't see their profile information, they obviously belonged to some random unheard-of guild. The person who sent them to us had no intention to kill us. They wanted to inflict psychological stress on us. In fact, it would. Right now, we will always be on the alert and that will be a little distracting."
"Ahh. I see now. Quite sneaky, aren't they."
If anyone would have to kill Zhang Yang's party, they might have to engage their entire guild to do so. Unless they could bring in One Sword Stroke to fight toe to toe with Zhang Yang, there was no way they could kill him, much less when he is in his party! It would be impossible to do so, much less calling One Sword Stroke. Every professional player was extremely busy with leveling, and they would not have time to even take a bath! At most, they could hire some random players not to kill, but to stall them.
Although it will be extremely hard, if Zhang Yang were killed incidentally, that would be bad for him.
Now that everyone in the party had understood the severity of the scenario, Zhang Yang took the lead and change to a different place to grind. Everyone followed Zhang Yang on their flying mounts and made their way to a new place in no time at all. The entire mountain range was so vast that if the same group of assassins wanted to find them, it would be a matter of days.
After vigorous grinding, Zhang Yang made it to Level 199. It was just one more Level, several more days to reach the Level 200 threshold! Following closely behind him were his party members at Level 198. All and all, no one was able to chase after Zhang Yang. Not even Sun Xin Yu, with the 50% bonus experience points Unique item. However, out of the top 10 players in the Level Ranking Board, Zhang Yang's party had only claimed 5 spots. The top three were Zhang Yang, Sun Xin Yu, and another outsider. Eventually, Zhang Yang realized that it would be impossible for the entire party to claim all the top 10 positions on the ranking board. It's like a tiny hangnail in the corner of your finger that you just could not ignore!
"Guys. It's our last spur. Besides eating and answering nature's call, no one is allowed to log out! We're aiming for the top 10 players in the world!"
"HELL YEAH!"
"But what about some me time?"
"What me time?"
"Me time. As in, me sandwiched between my babe's hoohah."
"Save it for later."
Everyone laughed and agreed to do what Zhang Yang ordered. They would not want to stop at just top 10, instead, everyone wanted to try their best and aim for the top three! Zhang Yang and his party was not the only one. In fact, all professional players from all over the world were aiming for the same position and would die trying. Everyone had been training for more than 2 months now, just a little more and they would win. Why give up now!?
As such, the current Level Ranking Board had significant changes at any time of any day. The player ranked fourth will be third during the day, and then drop to the fifth during the night. Even though Lone Desert Smoke had suffered a strong blow to the head during the scandal involving Zhang Yang and 4,000 women, the core members of Lone Desert Smoke were not greatly affected by it. In fact, everyone was giving all they had just to fight for the best! Have a look at the Level Ranking Board and everyone would agree that Lone Desert Smoke was in fact, doing extremely well. In the top 10 list, 5 of Lone Desert Smoke members were in it! Imagine the strength of the guild when players of the world, of 8 regions, of multiple main cities and millions of guilds, yet Lone Desert Smoke managed to squeeze in 5 of their members into the top 10 list.
As the pressure increased, eventually, the fight between players had escalated to a chaotic condition. Countless of War Chariots roamed around the high leveled maps to search and destroy high-leveled players.
As such, Zhang Yang had chosen to ignore the attackers and resorted to grinding in dungeons instead. It was not that Zhang Yang and his party could not kill the buggers. It would take up too much of their time! Besides, even though the monsters in the dungeon could not provide much experience points compared to the open-world, it was, at the very least, safe and secure.
50%...80%...90%...
All that's left for Zhang Yang was just that bit more to reach Level 200.
"Noobie tank! How much left till Level 200?"
"Around 5%. I think I can reach Level 200 in three more days." Zhang Yang smiled like an idiot. They had been camping in the same dungeon for more than 10 days and was a little nauseating, killing the same old Spectre monsters over and over again!
"Urgh…When this is all over, I'll take a week off and just enjoy my life!" said Wei Yan Er with dried, bloodshot eyes. Even though she loved fighting monsters, it had been quite repulsive for even her. It was the same sensation as eating tofu alone for 3 months' straight.
Instinctively, Zhang Yang rubbed his back pocket where his wallet used to be and realized that he was in the game. He jerked at Wei Yan Er's sudden outburst and said, "Hey. Mind you. My cards are my cards! I wouldn't mind Han Ying Xue or Sun Xin Yu slashing all they want. But you…"
"Nyehehehe." Wei Yan Er stick her tongue out and said, "Oh right! I almost forgot. Sister Yu Rou is really pregnant now, isn't she?"
"Huh? Pregnant?" Everyone was immediately triggered by the word "pregnant". Zhang Yang sighed heavily and went ahead to pull her eyelids out as hard as he could.
"How many times must I tell you! You just drop that kind of bombshell out in public!" cried Zhang Yang.
"Owieeeee!" Wei Yan Er freed herself and ran behind Han Ying Xue.
The news of Lou Yu Rou's pregnancy was only known to those who lived in the mansion with Zhang Yang. Not even Fatty Han knew about it.
"Wah! Little Yang! Did you really knocked up a superstar!?" said Fatty Han with admiration. His eyes were practically sparkling. "Awesome! You have my respect!"
Everyone knew the scandal of Zhang Yang was fake, but they had no idea that Zhang Yang was actually sleeping with a superstar! As such, everyone could not resist but started to bombarded Zhang Yang with millions of questions.
F*ck it.
Zhang Yang merely continued slaying monsters and ignored the rest of the party. "Please focus on one thing at a time. We are still racing for the top 10 level ranks!"
Lou Yu Rou had been pregnant for more than 2 months now. Although her womb had not grown too huge to be visible, the little girl would always find the chance to chat with Lou Yu Rou. She was, after all, her idol. Sometimes, when Lou Yu Rou is taking a nap at the lounge, Wei Yan Er would sneak up to her and gently cup her ears to her tummy and even talked to the little babe growing healthily inside her womb. She would talk to the baby as if the babe could really listen to her complaints about Zhang Yang. Yes. Mostly about Zhang Yang. Sometimes, Zhang Yang might believe that the little girl could be a good auntie to his children. Just sometimes. He only hoped that her dumbness would not be too contagious.
Leveling from Level 199 to Level 200 was extremely tough. At then, most of the top 10 position in the Level Ranking Board were Level 199 players, with Zhang Yang holding strong on the first place. At the second place, was Sun Xin Yu with 78% experience points, and Hourglass Figure was at the third place with 78% experience points as well. Both of them were only 17% short of Zhang Yang. Right then, Zhang Yang was confident that if everyone goes smoothly, the champion would be him!
Most of the players in the top 10 position knew that the only difference for them was the experience points gauge percentage. Anyone can overtake anyone at anytime. While players of Levels 198 or 197 were still trying to sabotage each other's training session, the Level 199 players were investing all their time and effort to reach the top.
96%...97%...98%...99%...
Zhang Yang sighed and stopped for a rest as he finished the dungeon run. "Looks like after one more round, I'd be Level 200!"
The first to reach Level 200 will not only obtain the system reward, but also meet the Level Requirement to finally equipping Celestial tier equipment. Zhang Yang had never thought of achieving such a feat in his past life, yet right then, he was only one step away from the glorious achievement. At most, after 30 minutes or so, he would be the first players in the entire game to reach Level 200 and also the first player to put on the first Celestial tier equipment!
Everyone was excited for him. Imagine being in the same party and guild with the first player to reach the pinnacle.
"Haha! In just a few more minutes, those guys behind will be crying for their mommas!" said Fatty Han as they were almost done with the dungeon. Fatty Han had only reached Level 199 just recently, and had no hopes of being in the top 10.
"I hope that the server would suddenly breaks down at that moment…" said Endless Starlight.
"Hey! Don't jinx it!"
Zhang Yang smirked. "Three more…"
Zhang Yang felt a sudden rush in his veins. Like a sudden burst of energy that runners feel when they see the finishing line. With one last swing, Zhang Yang killed the last monster and reached Level 200.
'Ding! Congratulation! You have reached Level 200. Obtained 5 Attribute Points and 1 Skill Point!'
'Ding! Server Announcement: Player Zhan Yu is the first player to reach Level 200! As a result of his relentless vigor, he has acquired the skill "Gates of Hell" and 3 Luck attribute points! His name shall be carved into the Hall of Fame!'
[Gate of Hell]: Summons a Gate that leads to Hell itself. During the gate's activation time, any target that you had kill will be sacrificed to the Demon Lord. The souls that were sacrificed will summons one Elite tier Demon of the same strength and Level to assist you in battle. The effect will only apply within 100 meters around the Gate of Hell. Souls cannot be sacrificed if the target dies too far away from the Gate. Summoned Demons will only last for as long as 2 hours and will be sent back to wench it came. Summoned Demons can only be alive around 500 meters from the Gate. The Gate of Hell can be attacked and destroyed only through selective targeting. Will not be affected by splash damage of AoE skill. Gate of Hell will only active for 10 minutes before the door closes. Cooldown: 72 hours.
Typically, skills with a long cooldown will have high potential. As such, the skill {Gate of Hell} shared the same cooldown as the Transformation skill!
Zhang Yang had the Book of Revelations which could freely used to strengthen two skills. Right then, he had {Block} and {Shield Wall} strengthened, but since the skill could be level up, he had used one of the slots on the Gate of Hell.
[Gate of Hell (Enhanced)]: Summons a Gate that leads to Hell itself. During the gate's activation time, any target that you had kill will be sacrificed to the Demon Lord. The souls that were sacrificed will summons one Elite tier Demon of the same strength and Level to assist you in battle. The effect will only apply within 200 meters around the Gate of Hell. Souls cannot be sacrificed if the target dies too far away from the Gate. Summoned Demons will only last for as long as 4 hours and will be sent back to wench it came. Summoned Demons can only be alive around 1,000 meters from the Gate. The Gate of Hell can be attacked and destroyed only through selective targeting. Will not be affected by splash damage of AoE skill. Gate of Hell will only active for 20 minutes before the door closes. Cooldown: 72 hours.
Despite having the same cooldown time after being strengthened, the skill had gained doubled duration and effective distance. Worthy trade deal? Hell yes!
Such a powerful skill. The skill that was granted only to the first player that reached Level 200! Fufufu. Zhang Yang laughed by himself. At then, he felt a sudden greed to claim all the remaining 9 Skill Point either from First Clear Achievements or other means. At that point in time, his powers were so strong, how could he not become the man that dominates the entire server?!
As such, when that day comes, the entire server might treat him as a boss to kill!
Even though Sun Xin Yu had only a few experience points lesser than Zhang Yang, she was able to be the second player to reach Level 200 only after 7 to 8 days later. As a reward, she had obtained the skill [Frost Spike] and 2 Luck Attribute Points.
[Frost Spike]: Encases you in a barrier of icy spikes. All targets that attack you will have a 50% chance of being frozen in ice for 3 seconds. During the Frozen state, the targets will be rendered stationary and cannot engage in any actions. After breaking free from the Frozen state, the targets will suffer from Frost Bite and will have 50% reduce movement speed for the next 10 seconds. Frost Spike had 20 counts. Each successful trigger will consume one count. The barrier will last for 10 minutes or until all trigger counts are used. Cooldown: 10 minutes.
The skill might not be as powerful as {Gate of Hell} but it had a short cooldown and long active time. It was the perfect PvP arena counter skill! It will be exceptionally good during 1v1 fights! 20 counts…not even Zhang Yang could handle that much…who else could?
Naturally, Invincibility and Mobility Potion can help to reduce the trigger count for a bit! That was only a few, not all! It would be impossible for anyone to completely waste all 20 trigger counts in the active duration of the potion.
Sun Xin Yu was extremely lucky to have that PvP counter skill, for she is the ultimate Assassin. A natural born killer!


The phoenix is a creature of legends, a wonder of the world, an imagery of life and destruction. This fabled creature signifies the rise of a hero in a virtual world where battles occur for the sake of honor and glory!  

Zhang Yang was a professional gamer in the first and most fantastic game that revolutionized the world: God’s Miracle. A game where traditional knowledge in RPGs did not matter anymore, players would have to manually target and evade attacks, giving rise to a significant gap in skill between a professional and an amateur gamer.

Zhang Yang’s downfall came a little too soon. His girlfriend was snatched, his guild was harassed and disbanded, and he was even driven to commit suicide! Jumping off the top floor of a hotel, Zhang Yang seemed as though he was soaring like a phoenix. Little did he know that the end of his life also signified his rise from the ashes! 

To prevent theft, every demo sample submitted was encrypted using internal software. Du Ang had to decrypt them before he could listen to them.
As he was listening, Du Ang also read the document that Fang Zhao had submitted along with his demo. His furrowed brows relaxed, surprise shone in his eyes, and he flashed a rare smile. "He’s quite crafty." 
After mentoring so many newcomers, even though Du Ang didn’t have much talent in the way of composition, he could still determine the potential of a song. Even though demos were often incomplete and crudely made, he could extrapolate much from such a short sample.
When this song is completed, it should do OK. At the very least, it won’t fail miserably.
Du Ang was happy with the song Fang Zhao had submitted. It vindicated his decision to lobby for 10 extra days for the kid, despite the pressure from above.
After listening to the sample, Du Ang sent Fang Zhao a text message. "Stop by the office this afternoon and get cranking on recording the full song."
Even though advancements in technology cut down on production time dramatically, Du Ang would feel more secure if the song was completed early. Not to mention that this season’s new talent competition was almost over. If they didn’t get cranking, they’d be left eating dust somewhere.
After sending the text message, Du Ang contacted operations. "I’m releasing a new single in three days. Appreciate if you can save me a spot."
After touching base with the producer, operations, and so on, Du Ang asked his assistant, "How many of our newly signed singers are free?"
"Singer-wise, we’ve signed four fresh graduates. We’ve already lined up work for three of them. There’s still one left, but he doesn’t seem to be in good shape of late," the assistant responded, neck hunched.
"Not in good shape?" Du Ang furrowed his brows once again. He hated hearing that phrase. "Not in good shape" was too general a term.
"I think… he may have broken… broken up with his girlfriend." The assistant’s voice faded as he noticed Du Ang’s mood swing.
Of course Du Ang was in a foul mood.Who the hell did they sign this year? They’re too young to know the ups and downs in life. He was hired to mentor industry newcomers, not babysit. Who had time for heart-to-hearts?
"They’re all so much hassle!"
This industry was so competitive, and the new talent competition was utterly cutthroat this season. Who had time to monitor your mood? You think you’re a superstar? You want someone to comfort you? Go to mommy and daddy!
As a nobody newcomer, you had to suck it up. Who didn’t come up the ranks that way? No matter what was going on, when presented a golden opportunity, you had to claw through even if it meant tasting blood. If you couldn't deal with that kind of pressure then get lost!
"Drag his ass over here!" Du Ang said in a fiery tone.
"Yes sir!" The assistant scampered. He sure as hell didn’t want to stay and face an upset Du Ang.
Du Ang’s mouth was a flamethrower these days, lighting up one after another. His underlings were on high alert, attentive to the smallest detail, lest they catch fire themselves.
Once Fang Zhao got Du Ang’s message, he rushed over by car. It was a half-hour ride from the mass housing district to downtown, thanks to a massive improvement in transportation infrastructure. Before the end of days, you couldn’t even imagine getting close to downtown in less than an hour. If there was traffic, it was a different story—a two- or three-hour journey was nothing.
Silver Wing Media had built a 150-story building downtown. It was tower-shaped, nearly 800 meters tall. The top was graced with a giant pair of silver wings. Height-wise, the building wasn’t a standout in the neighborhood. There were plenty of buildings taller than Silver Wing Tower, but as one of Yanzhou’s three top entertainment giants, Silver Wing was no bit player.
People came and went. No one noticed a nobody like Fang Zhao. The VIPs enjoyed private passage. Fang Zhao could only ride the regular elevator along with the rank-and-file employees.
Du Ang’s office was on the 20th floor. When Fang Zhao arrived, he was tearing someone apart, spitting saliva and all.
Before Du Ang sat a young man of about 20, taking his beating submissively. He didn’t even dare wipe the saliva off his face, repeatedly assuring Du Ang, "There won’t be a next time. Definitely not! I’ve been meditating for three days now. I can perform right away. Really! Let me show you."
"Shut up!"
Du Ang halted the singer’s overeager apology and shifted his attention to Fang Zhao, who had just entered his office. Fang Zhao looked like he was in good spirits, not as disheveled as he expected, which improved Du’s mood.
"Alright, stop bullshitting me. Get ready for your recording session soon. The chart rankings for the new talent competition are pretty much settled. If you don’t enter now, don't think about making the top 100, let alone the top 50."
As a matter of protocol, Fang Zhao had to submit his song to Silver Wing Media, which then picked a singer. He was signed to Silver Wing as a composer. His contract dictated that, unless otherwise specified, his songs had to be performed by singers signed to Silver Wing.
"Fang Zhao, all you’ve got is one song?" Du Ang asked.
"Yeah, just one for now." Fang Zhao responded.
"For the same amount of time, other composers produce two or three. Never mind, just finish this one. Are you going to arrange it yourself?"
"Yes."
"OK, it’s up to you. Even if you need one of our arrangers, you’re not gonna be able to find a good one right now," Du Ang mumbled.
All the best arrangers had been assigned to the top stars. Newcomers weren’t so lucky. Instead of prying a few mediocre arrangers from the demons that ran the arrangement department, he might as well let Fang Zhao do the job. He couldn’t stand the sight of those demons. Every visit left a bitter taste in his mouth.
After tearing into the newcomer, Du Ang couldn't rest just yet. After a quick glass of water, he led Fang Zhao and the newcomer, Bei Zhi, who was also on probation, to the recording studio. He had no expectations now—all he wanted was to get this last person out there. That was mission accomplished. As for how well he placed, whether he could seize the day, that was up to the trainee himself. All he could do as an agent was to lay the groundwork.
Fang Zhao took in the production process with eager eyes and finally understood the saying that it was easier to catch a shade beneath a giant tree.
That was why so many people wanted to sign with a big company at a time when the industry was blooming. More often than not, talent alone wasn’t enough. There were so many composers out there and thousands of songs were being submitted every day. What the public fixated on and what the major companies got behind were seasoned veterans.
As for the nobodies who weren’t connected or didn't hail from prominent families, the only hope was the new talent competition, maybe a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they missed out, getting the record label to promote them was a tall order.
That was why the original owner of Fang Zhao’s body took the new talent competition so seriously, why he was so desperate as to commit suicide when his work was stolen. He felt that his dreams had died along with those three stolen songs.
After the three-day process of recording a song, the final product was subject to an internal audit, to see if the piece closely resembled any previous releases. If there was a high-percentage match, then it was flagged. If there was too much of a resemblance, or piracy, or any other problems, the company wouldn’t release the song.
The entertainment industry had evolved rapidly. The rules were different from those during Fang Zhao’s times before the end of days, but you could say it was more orderly. And even though a completely level playing field was impossible, relatively speaking, under the new rules, more aspiring talents had a shot at stardom.
"The official launch is tomorrow morning at 8 a.m.!"
The moment when Du Ang confirmed the launch date was when Fang Zhao officially qualified for the new talent competition chart. Even though the season was almost over, at least he had entered in the nick of time.
It was June 10. Ten days had passed since the last month featuring the new talent charts started. Although the rankings were still changing, there wasn’t a major reshuffle. All eyes were on the battle for top 10. The top two finishers were all but confirmed—the two virtual idols were a shoo-in for first and second. As for third to tenth place, let the games begin.
The artists and staff of Silver Wing Media were glued to the charts. After all, placing well in the new talent competition meant happy bosses, which made life easier for the small potatoes. Maybe a raise was in the horizon. 
"We have three artists in the top 10 this season so far."
"Not bad at all. We only used to place one or two. Our newcomers worked their hearts out this year."
What a rare occurrence—three artists from the same company placing in the top 10. The staff of Silver Wing were quite happy with this result. No wonder Silver Wing was one of the Big Three, even though it was on the decline in recent years and failed to place well in the new talent competition. At least they broke through this year.
Companies smaller in scale than Silver Wing were also gossiping.
"The Big Three account for the entire top 10 in this season’s new talent competition."
The so-called Big Three referred to Yanzhou’s three biggest entertainment companies: Silver Wing Media, Neon Culture, and Tongshan True Entertainment.
"Silver Wing did well this year. They’ve got three in the top 10. I heard they’re making some major moves."
"That’s what I heard too. I heard Silver Wing signed 10 new composers this year alone. They went all out."
"Wow! Ten newcomers at once! That’s a huge investment."
"Ten? How come I only see nine?"
"There are nine Silver Wing artists in the top 50. Maybe the 10th wasn’t that good and placed lower."
"No, I checked the top 200."
"Then the 10th artist must not have entered the competition. Even though Silver Wing has been in decline, they’re still a force to be reckoned with. They’re not so weak as to not even be able to make the top 100. The Big Three can’t afford to lose face."
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"Boss, the top 10 are gaining distance from the rest. Should we make a push?" the employee of one entertainment company asked. Their outfit had also entered a few newcomers, one of whom placed in the top 20. 
With the top 10 pulling ahead by greater margins, after canvassing the charts, the boss set his sights on the final spot in the top 10 and pointed to the entry, commanding. "He’s our target. Let’s make a push and take his spot!"
At No. 10 was "Flight," performed by Kong Xie, composed by Fang Sheng, a Neon Culture release, with a total of 1,502,461 downloads.
There was no other way. The rest of the top 10 had already surpassed 2 million downloads, only No. 10 had just hit 1.5 million. Even though No. 11 and lower were drawing 1.3 million or fewer downloads, a considerable gap from No. 10, competitive juices were stirred. Everyone had their eyes on the plumb spot.
Even though there was only one place’s difference between No. 10 and No. 11, the gap in prestige was huge. There were 20 days left in the competition. With the right push, it wasn’t impossible to overtake the current No. 10.
The bosses of other smaller companies shared similar sentiments. Seeing that the chart rankings had more or less settled and a bigger cushion developed between the top 10 and the rest, some had already thrown in the towel, but a few companies with deep talent set their sights on No. 10.
Like a group of cats greedily eyeing a fat mouse darting about.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

Quickly, over ten people passed the inspection . At this time, an unusual young man came up . This young man had tattered clothes but the arrogance between his brows was present as ever . When he came up to the table, he quickly brought out a huge pile of Monster Cores to place onto the table .
The old man in charge of the inspection obviously knew this young man and after counting the number of Monster Cores on the table, he said appraisingly, "There are a total of 93 Magic Cores . Pretty good, Cheng Ming Xiang, your score is exceptionally good . "
　　
Hearing Cheng Ming Xiang's name, Tie Ta, who was at the end of the line, looked at Cheng Ming Xiang standing in front of the table, waiting for his evaluation to finish . Tie Ta's eyes were bright with battle spirit; he hadn't been able to forget his last unfinished fight against Cheng Ming Xiang . At that time, he wasn't as strong as he was right now, especially after killing magical beasts in the forest for the past 3 days . Since he had also gained some pointers from Jian Chen, Tie Ta's current fighting abilities were far greater than they had been before . He believed that with his current strength, as well as his newly gained battle experience, he would be able to fully utilize his godly strength in the fight to make up for the difference in Saint Force between the two of them . There was definitely no way he'd lose to Cheng Ming Xiang .
Although Tie Ta appeared to be thick-headed, he clearly understood that this was not the time to spar against Cheng Ming Xiang, so he could only angrily glare at Cheng Ming Xiang's back . Eventually, he managed to suppress his strong desire to fight Cheng Ming Xiang .
Hearing the elder's praise, Cheng Ming Xiang smiled, and his eyes showed pride and a hint of arrogance behind them .
The appraising elder recorded the value in his notebook, then continued, "93 Class 2 Monster Cores, huh! If nothing unexpected happens, then you will definitely be part of the top 3 places for Class 2 Monster Cores . In addition, you are the Cultivation Genius, so your future is boundless . Keep working hard . "
"Thank you very much for your praise, Teacher Steve!"
 
The elder's compliments made Cheng Ming Xiang's arrogant expression even more pronounced .
Afterwards, Cheng Ming Xiang returned the academy Space Belt and retrieved his own as well as the badge of glory, before stepping off the platform .
After Cheng Ming Xiang left, another student with similarly tattered clothes walked up to the table . He directly pulled out a large handful of monster cores; it seemed that he did not have any less monster cores than Chen Ming Xiang .
The appraising elder smiled and nodded, his gaze resting on the youth's face as he slowly said, "Not bad, Huang Dong . It seems that your harvest this time is quite plentiful . "
Hearing Huang Dong's name, quite a few students below the platform exclaimed in shock . Jian Chen's expression also shifted, his gaze immediately locking onto that youth's figure . Jian Chen was no stranger to Huang Dong's name; his strength was third on Kargath Academy's top 10 experts list . Jian Chen had heard that his power had already reached the peak Saint level last year, and he was only one step away from becoming a Great Saint . In addition, once he successfully broke through, it would signify that he could graduate .
Kargath Academy's top 10 experts list referred to the 10 strongest and most formidable students . All of them had already reached peak Saint level, and were not far from becoming Great Saints . Once they broke through, they would leave the top 10 experts circle .
In response to the elder's praise, Huang Dong only smiled, and did not reply .
Soon, the elder had already finished counting the monster cores on the table . Huang Dong had earned a total of 91 monster cores, 2 less than Cheng Ming Xiang .

 
 
Once Huang Dong had left the platform, more people from the top 10 experts list appeared on the platform . Almost all of them had numerous monster cores, and the first ranked student on the top 10 experts list, Bogadi, had a total of 103 monster cores . However, among these top 10 experts, only 4 of them had completed the task; the other 6 had all been eliminated . They had encountered people of the same level as they were, but had lost to the opposite party due to a difference in numbers . Thus, their monster cores had been plundered .
Very quickly, all the people on the top 10 experts lists had already left the platform . The people remaining were all extremely well-known . At this point, the one who had displayed the highest number of monster cores so far was the first ranked on the top 10 experts list——Bogadi, with a total of 103 monster cores .
The person in second place was the fifth ranked, one of the top 10 experts list: Jing Ming Yue . She was also the sole female on the top 10 experts list . She had earned a total of 101 monster cores, 2 less than Bogadi had .
The person in third place was Cheng Ming Xiang, with a total of 93 monster cores . Although he was not on the list of top 10 experts, his power had already reached the upper Saint levels, and he was also a higher-ranked elite at Kargath Academy . His abilities were not much lower than the people in the list of top 10 experts, and at Kargath Academy, he had acclaimed the title of the Cultivation Genius . His cultivation speed was much higher than most people's, and his abilities in battle couldn't be underestimated either .
After the three of them had left, all the people had already determined the top 3 winners, because the only people left in line were people who were not well-known in Kargath Academy . Their powers were all only primary or mid Saint levels, and there was, naturally, no way they could compare to the other three .
Changyang Hu's group of four had managed to pillage quite a few monster cores thanks to being with Jian Chen . Although the four of them had equally split half the cores, each one of them had still managed to get 30-40 of them . Even though this did not count as that plentiful of an amount, based on their strengths, this number was already quite good . After all, they were only primary level Saints .
Very soon, all the Saints had already finished their evaluations . Although there were people who had quite a few monster cores, none of them had more than the third place holder . Right now, the only 2 people remaining were Tie Ta and Jian Chen .
Currently, both the teachers on the platform and the students below it had their gazes locked onto Jian Chen and Tie Ta . The two of them weren't Saints yet, but they had reached the level at which they could kill Class 2 Magical Beasts . This made quite a few people feel intense jealousy and emotions of turmoil . At that moment, everyone was trying to guess how many monster cores were on these two, who hadn't condensed Saint Weapons yet . Of course, nobody dared to use the other upperclassmen as a basis for Jian Chen's and Tie Ta's earnings; they all guessed that the two of them wouldn't have that many Class 2 Monster Cores on them .

 
 
Jian Chen walked up to the appraising elder and removed his Space Belt . At this moment, the elder was looking at Jian Chen with an expression of praise; the previous prejudices he originally had towards Jian Chen had now completely disappeared . Although he was sure that Jian Chen and Tie Ta would definitely not have more than 10 Class 2 Monster Cores in their possessions, just the fact that the two of them had entered the 3rd region and slayed Class 2 Magical Beasts without being a Saint was already something that the elder had to have a whole new level of respect for . After all, this was the first time non-Saints had ever been able to kill Class 2 Magical Beasts in the history of Kargath Academy .
At that moment, the listless teachers sitting on the platform could not help but get excited . One by one, they turned their gaze towards Jian Chen .
Jian Chen calmly swept his gaze across the surrounding teachers . When he confirmed that the teachers were staring at him with eyes that were bright with anticipation, his previous indifferent expression could not help a subtle smile . He directly reached into his Space Belt and removed a handful of Class 2 Monster Cores and placed them on the table; there seemed to be around 10 of them .
After seeing Jian Chen take out the 10 Class 2 Monster Cores, many of the teachers on the platform had expressions of shock and disbelief . It was very obvious that this number had surpassed most of their expectations . After all, in terms of strength, the difference between Class 2 Magical Beasts and Class 1 Magical Beasts was extremely great . Based on their original assumptions, it would've been quite amazing if Jian Chen only had 3-4 Class 2 Monster Cores . However, they hadn't imagined that he would actually have 10 of them .
Following this, without waiting for the others' minds to form any more thoughts, Jian Chen once again withdrew a fistful of Class 2 Monster Cores from his Space Belt .
Currently, the number of Class 2 Monster Cores on the table had already reached over a dozen in number . This amount was already equal to the number of cores that some of the Saint students had gained the past 3 days .
Witnessing this scene, all the teachers on the platform showed incredulous expressions . Even the appraising elder could not help but be shocked speechless at the dozens of monster cores that Jian Chen had pulled out . Although there were only a few dozen Class 2 Monster Cores, this still made the teachers' emotions surge even more than when Jian Chen had pulled out around 100 Class 1 Monster Cores in a single breath . After all, these Class 2 Monster Cores had been pulled out by a person that hadn't reached Saint level yet .
At that moment, all the teachers suddenly realized that if those dozens of monster cores had been earned by Jian Chen personally killing Class 2 Magical Beasts, then his future achievements would be… .

 
 
When the teachers thought of a student that was not yet a Saint killing Class 2 Magical Beasts, a dozen of them in fact, they could not help but find it incredible .
Vice headmaster Chang Bai En, who was sitting in the chairperson's spot, had a satisfied smile and murmured, "Not bad, not bad, not bad at all . The only thing that remains unknown is how many of these monster cores you were able to earn by killing magical beasts with your own strength . It seems this will have to be more closely investigated later . "
After taking out dozens of Class 2 Monster Cores, Jian Chen's movements still did not stop . His hand once again reached into his Space Belt and pulled out another handful of monster cores . Afterwards, Jian Chen's movements continued to repeat, and under all the incredulous teachers' shocked gazes, he continued to pull out various sized Class 2 Monster Cores, until the whole table was completely covered .
Seeing the table full of Class 2 Monster Cores, all the teachers on the platform were stuck in a daze . Even the students below the platform that could see what was going on at the table had expressions of disbelief, as if they had just witnessed an unfathomable scene .
The appraising elder inhaled deeply, and tried to quell his emotions of shock as well as he could to calm himself down . The monster cores on the table were ones that he had never in his lifetime seen before, and he had seen many more higher-level monster cores before . Yet these Class 2 Monster Cores could not be described through ordinary means .
The appraising elder looked intensely at Jian Chen before lowering his head to count the monster cores . Soon, the assessment had finished . However, the elder had a shocked expression of disbelief on his face, as his emotions that had just calmed down now began to surge uncontrollably once more . He sat in front of the table in a daze, unable to open his mouth and report the number of monster cores .
A few breaths later, the vice headmaster Chang Bai En sitting in the chairperson's position could finally no longer wait any longer, and said, "Steve, hurry up and report the number of monster cores . " Vice headmaster Bei En's tone trembled slightly with excitement, although his expression was extremely calm .
Hearing the vice headmaster's words, the appraising elder took a deep breath, before declaring, "Changyang Xiang Tian, number of Class 2 Monster Cores gained: 118 . "

After death, Jian Chen’s soul was reincarnated into a foreign world. He grew up with flying speed, but in the end, because of overflowing enemies and from heavy injuries by them, his soul abnormally changed at the border of life and death. From then on, he stepped onto a completely different path of sword cultivation and became the Sword God of the generation.


This is novel is for my personal convenience. So, I am sorry that it starts in chapter 13.

At the outer square, many of the Outer Disciples were excited because of Duan Jingtian.
Be it the disciples of the Sky Alliance or the other disciples, they were all thrilled.
Duan Jingtian was the idol of all the disciples.
Duan Jingtian was someone the disciples looked up to.
Duan Jingtian was the benchmark for all the disciples.
"Senior Brother Duan!"
"Senior Brother Duan!"
"..."
The noise was deafening, and people were screaming for Duan Jingtian and many of the disciples were excited.
Duan Jingtian's popularity in Gale Island reached a level of absurdity.
Even the elders at the Spectator Stand were surprised.
Duan Jingtian was indeed the leader of the young generation in Gale Island.
Su Mo quietly stood at where he was and frowned upon seeing this scene.
Duan Jingtian's presence was not to his advantage.
Gradually, Su Mo started to relax.
At the battle ring, he would be having a fair competition with the disciples of the Sky Alliance, so Duan Jingtian should not be able to interfere!
Duan Jingtian looked composed and stood at the pavilion, oblivious to the cheers of the disciples.
He seemed used to it.
Wherever he went, he would be in the limelight.
Time passed by slowly.
After 30 minutes, the First Elder stood up from the Spectator Stand.
"Silence!"
After everyone had quietened down, the First Elder started to speak.
"There are two parts to this finals, the Points Match and the Tournament. The Points Match will proceed concurrently at the five battle stations and two people with the highest scores from each team will enter into the top 10.
"The Tournament will determine the positions of the top ten Outer Disciples.
"We'll start with the Points Match, with 20 people in each team. There'll be a total of 19 rounds and each round will have 10 combats. The winner will get one point and if it's a draw, no points will be given. The loser will have one point deducted.
"Now, the 100 disciples shall begin to draw lots to get into their teams."
After the First Elder had ended his speech, the disciples went forth to draw lots.
Su Mo was surprised that even at the finals, they were still divided into teams for the combat.
Although this method saved time, it was not fair at all.
This was because, if a few top 10 Outer Disciples had been grouped into the same team, someone would have been kicked out much earlier.
If they were at the same battle station and had gone through the 99 rounds of competition with 50 combats per round, that would be the fairest method.
However, to do that would need a few days to end the competition.
Actually, Su Mo need not worry about this.
All the elders had already taken this into consideration.
The top 10 Outer Disciples drew lots and were scattered into five different teams, with two of them in each team.
Su Mo was in team two.
There was no numbering system for the Points Match, so everyone had to combat with the other 19 people.
After drawing lots, Su Mo went to the second battle station and waited patiently.
He Yangjun walked towards the second battle station as well. The moment he saw Su Mo, he sneered at him.
"Hahaha! Su Mo, we're in the same team! I can't wait to take you on!"
He Yangjun was very happy. To be in the same team meant that he would combat with Su Mo.
Once that happened, he thought he would insult Su Mo!
There were two other youths with He Yangjun whose cultivations were of the Peak Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm.
These two were disciples of the Sky Alliance, in team two as well.
"Senior Brother He, you can take a rest, we'll deal with him!"
One of them in purple grinned and said, "Su Mo, since you like to have life-and-death battles, why don't we have one later?"
A murderous look flashed across the eyes of the youth in purple. He knew that Su Mo would agree to it.
Su Mo was audacious and arrogant, and he would definitely accept the challenge.
"Su Mo, do you dare to? If you don't, you can drop out of the competition!"
Another youth in black sneered.
Upon hearing this, Su Mo glanced at them and said, "I'll grant you your wish!"
Su Mo immediately agreed. Even if they had not put forth the request, he would have done so.
Seeing that Su Mo had agreed, the few of them were very happy.
Even if Su Mo had not agreed, they would not let him off at the battle ring.
It would be better though if he had agreed.
After all of them were divided into teams, they were ready to start the competition.
In team two where Su Mo was, other than He Yangjun, there was another top 10 Outer Disciple.
This person was Fei Kuang, in the fifth position among the top 10 Outer Disciples.
Upon seeing Fei Kuang, Su Mo thought of the disciple of the Scorching Sun Sect, Shi Long, whom he had met at Guanwu City.
Fei Kuang and Shi Long had the same built, about two meters tall, looked rough and strong, and were very aggressive.
"Body-refining Expert!"
Su Mo was certain that this man was a Body-refining Expert.
"Hahaha! There seemed to be no expert in team two!"
Fei Kuang came to the second battle station, looked at Su Mo and the others, and laughed.
"Huh! Fei Kuang, don't be too proud!"
Seeing Fei Kuang behaving so arrogantly, He Yangjun said coldly.
Fei Kuang commented that there was no expert in team two, so obviously he was looking down on him.
"Why? He Yangjun, you don't agree?"
Fei Kuang belittled He Yangjun and said, "In this team, you're the only one who may be able to spar with me for a while. Let me see if you've improved!"
"Huh! I'll not disappoint you!" He Yangjun said coldly.
He Yangjun was obviously not as powerful as Fei Kuang who was in the fifth position among the top 10 Outer Disciples.
He knew how powerful Fei Kuang was. He could easily defeat a martial artist of the Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm with just a few strokes.
He Yangjun had no confidence dealing with such an expert.
However, He Yangjun was not worried. Even if he had lost to Fei Kuang, he could still enter into the top 10.
This was because in every team, two people could enter into the top 10 and in team two, other than Fei Kuang, no one could defeat him!
The top 10 Outer Disciples had been scattered into the following teams.
Team one: Lu Shaoyun and Duan Bingye.
Team two: Fei Kuang and He Yangjun.
Team three: Yi Xiaoguang and Li Jiandong.
Team four: Nangong Linjue and Mei Ling.
Team five: Ling Muchen and Gu Zhan.
"The competition starts now!"
After the people got into their teams, the Deacon announced.
"The first team, Zhang Zhengqing vs. Lu Shaoyun."
"Second team, He Yangjun vs. Wang Yu."
"Third team…"
"..."
The disciples whose names had been called went up to the battle ring.
The whole square went into silence.
Everyone gave full attention to the combat. Those in the finals were very powerful and it would be a combat worth watching.
At the first battle station, Lu Shaoyun had lived up to his reputation as an expert, being in the sixth position among the top 10 Outer Disciples.
In just five strokes, he had defeated his opponent.
At the second battle station, He Yangjun was very powerful. In three strokes, his opponent was badly injured by his blades and quickly escaped from the battle ring.
As compared to the first two battle stations, the other three battle stations took more time for the winners to emerge.
For the first round of combat in the other three battle stations, none of the top 10 Outer Disciples were involved. As the strength of the disciples were about the same level, it took a longer time to compete.
"First team, Duan Bingye vs. Yu Kun!"
"Second team, Su Mo vs. Kang Liang."
Upon hearing his name being called, Su Mo smiled and in a flash he was at the battle ring.
Su Mo's opponent reached the battle ring about the same time as him.
"Huh?"
When Su Mo saw the opponent for his first combat, he was surprised.
He was none other than the youth in purple, one of the two disciples of the Sky Alliance.


Su Mo went from the pride of his clan to becoming the butt end of a joke in a matter of minutes. The former King of Mercenaries from Earth was reborn in the body of a boy in a foreign world and had used skills in his previous life to rise to the top among his peers, however, his previous training could only take him so far. The next step in this martial arts dominated world was to awaken one’s Martial Soul.
The awakening ceremony ends in disaster for Su Mo as he awoke a Martial Soul of the lowest level. Such a prodigy is now considered worse than useless as his Martial Soul is far too weak! After becoming the embarrassment of the clan, he discovers that his Martial Soul has a unique property: it could level up! This unique martial soul could shake the heavens. 
It was at this time that Su Mo meets the love of his life but the situation quickly deteriorates when she is taken by one of the most powerful forces in the world. Su Mo must rise from the lowest of the low and reach the pinnacle of power in order to save the love of his live within five years or she will forever be out of his reach.


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