A Wall Street Genius's Final Investment Playbook - Chapter 3

Just as nuclear weapons are merely a by-product of science, immortality is but a small gift in the pursuit of the Dao.The patriarch of the new method, the great sage and virtuous teacher, Zhen Fa Zhenren, the strongest cultivator in ten thousand years, is recruiting personal disciples. The reference books are as follows:“Topology in Talismans—Starting with the Little Rain Talisman”“Artificial Intelligence Research in Magical Artifacts: A Preliminary Exploration of Artifact Spirits”“Elemental Decomposition of the Nine-turn Golden Elixir”“Basics of Formation Pathways”Note: Preference will be given to those who have published papers in the Journal of Immortal Dao.

I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?

He, since childhood, had followed the Foreigner to practice the Defying Heaven Art, entering the most secretive special forces and becoming a fearsome assassin that made others tremble at the mere mention of his name. After a single failure, he took early retirement, but he ended up as the personal bodyguard for a rich heiress, a school beauty. Accidentally provoking some mysterious Cultivators, he gradually unveiled a hidden world of Cultivation beyond the mortal realm...

“We campaigned for a century, prevailing against all obstacles. The sole exception being the Marshal, who could not be defeated…… the military fame of the Marshal endures, yet the Alliance has been utterly crushed. From this day forth, all the glory belongs to the Marshal, himself.”

As the Alliance government that stood for a thousand years crumbled, the Galactic Empire rose into power. The supreme military leader of the Alliance, Gavin Silla, refused to surrender and chose to fight to the death for his nation.

“Your Majesty, in the Age of Old Earth, mint blossoms were believed to be an omen for reunion. In the language of flowers, it means—

—hoping to see you once more.”

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