Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel) - Chapter 2159 - Are you misunderstanding what luck is?

Lin Sui transmigrated into the cannon fodder of a cultivation text, a cannon fodder with a human cauldron constitution, destined to be a servant. Lin Sui, unwilling to resign himself to it, seduced the Son of Heaven, but when the cut out his Dao bone and transferred it to himself, the Heavenly Law struck him down.

That Dao bone in his body became the System that restrained him, issuing the order: You must retrieve all of his soul, serve him as your master in every world, and spare no effort for him until your dying day!

Lin Su was all smiles as he agreed, but all his life, the thing he loathed most was others telling him what to do.

Therefore…

In the first world, he was an arrogant and domineering, rich and powerful Young Master, while the other person was a pitiful and humble illegitimate child.

He humiliated him by saying he was only fit to carry his shoes, and spoke words of love next to his ear when the noise of the crowd boiled over.

System: You motherxxxxxx [beep——]

Lin Sui, innocently: Aren’t I serving him as my master?

In the second world, he was a newly-promoted top talent in the entertainment industry, while the other person was a former Best Actor who went silent after an accident.

He ridiculed and suppressed him, saying deserved to make a comeback even if he was past his prime, and kissed the scars on his body at night, leaving resources behind to gracefully leave afterwards.

System: [beep——]

Lin Sui, spreading his hands: Am I still not sparing enough effort?

In the third world, he was an S-rank Alpha, while the other person was a mentally-damaged former SSS-rank Alpha.

He looked down on him, saying that useless people also deserved to get back on the battlefield, and when no one was around he said ‘since you can’t smell pheromones, then I will be your omega’, and almost lost his life giving himself to the other person.

System: …..

Lin Sui, smiling: Is my dying day enough?

Even though, in the end, he was tucked away in a golden house by the wealthy upstart, captured by the triple gold Best Actor, and completely embraced by the Imperial Marshal, he was still happy.

System, weeping bitter tears: Big brother, I’m begging you, I won’t tell you what to do any more!

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“I prepared for this day. So you have to understand.” The strongest player, Lee Suhyuk, is betrayed by a trusted friend during a tower raid. As a result, he lost all his comrades and met his death. However, for some reason, he woke up 20 years later. “The same approach won’t work.” Faster. Stronger. To achieve that, he needed points. Suhyuk decides how to earn points early on. “Cosplaying as Lee Suhyuk is trending?” 20 years have passed, and Lee Suhyuk has become a legend. He didn’t know much about streaming, but if it’s imitating Lee Suhyuk, he was confident. After all, he is Lee Suhyuk. [‘Lee Suhyeok’ has started streaming.]

A young Brave walked out of his village, gathered companions to his side, defeated the Great Demon King, became famous, then came back with beauties in hand! This was a legend that appears in the world of Seyrol every 200 years!

Our protagonist, however, isn’t a Brave. Even so, for over a thousand years his figure has loomed throughout its history.

Unwittingly, the name of the Red-robed Priest began to resound throughout the world. Red-robed Priest’s legend included extraordinary sword techniques and magic, erudite knowledge, and an almost prophetic ability to lead young Braves toward the proper path. People of the world think of him as a descendent of the ancient Yellow Race which led to his omnipotence. In essence, however, this was just the characteristics of the profession known as ‘Noble’.

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After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.