MTL - Marvel: The King - Chapter 819 Nature and heart (

Traveling through a parallel world, Ye Cheng planned to be a copywriter and copy tomb robbing novels, but he became a gold medal writer in one fell swoop.

But who would have imagined that, with the unearthed ancient tombs, Ye Cheng’s novels have become reality.

Numerous archaeological teams rushed to ask for advice.

As a result, as Ye Cheng solved more and more ancient tombs, he couldn’t explain it more and more!

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Liam Dreamweaver an ordinary highschool boy reincarnated in ordinary yet advanced technology world.He thought it was an advanced technology world. However it wasn't until one day the sky darkened and when the light come back, he.. no, everyone discovered they have new memories about cultivation in their mind.Everyone awakened their cultivation talent even if it's very weak almost negligible however the same can't be said about Liam.Liam didn't have any cultivation talent even a little bit. In this supreme fantasy world, he became a rare case who didn't have any cultivation talent.Later tragedy fallen upon his family as an beast tide run amok in the city and his mother, sister died while protecting him.In the end, he watched his family dying.Later after some years, he awakened his system, yet the system was immature. However it give him an technique about plundering strength as well as talent of other people's and went into dormancy.He vowed that he will resurrect his family.In his total 500 years life, he hunted all famous genius from every sect and became the notorious demon in the world.However by misfortune his identity was discovered, so he was hunted by almost every sect's in the world.Just when he was about to hide and save his life an system prompt sounded.[Ding, There are 70 percent chance that the host will die today!][Ding, Do You Want To Go Back In Time When The Earth Hadn't Any Cultivation Aura Present?]He was stunned and when he clicked on yes, he went back in time, when everything hasn't started.This time the system give him an novice gift package as his peak strength.Feeling the strength and looking at his mother, sister, he vowed to protect them in this life and took an oath that in this life he will really do whatever he want!***Tags: Slice of Life - Slow Life - Extreme Wish fulfillment - Smut - No Yuri - No NTR - But Contains Netori - Milf - Princess - Different World's - Different Races - Harem - Mature - R18 - Sex Stories - Hentai - NSFW - Pregnancy - Chaotic Neutral Main Character.

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone’s golden finger.

“Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger.”

“Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill… Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!”

“Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!”

“Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!”

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“You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!”

“What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?”

“Don’t try to outnumber me cuz you can’t!”

Being a bottom feeder in society is an unpleasant experience.That's how Kiro felt after being left for dead in a back alley. Abandoned and disappointed by the 'work hard' ethic his parents left for him.'At least the heavens are weeping for me.' As the light from his eyes faded, he declared as the last act of defiance.He awoke in a room he hadn't seen in ten years. Whether it was due to sheer luck or divine intervention, he was grateful.'Through the VR game, Asgard, I'll become filthy rich in this life time.'Kiro was blissfully unaware that his return was a cry for something greater, for the underlying threats that hovered over his world.