Game in Marvel - Chapter 121

Long Chen, a crippled youth who cannot cultivate, is constantly targeted and bullied by his fellow noble heirs. After a particularly vicious beating, he wakes up and realizes a Pill God’s soul has somehow merged with him, giving him some additional memories. Within those memories is the mysterious Nine Star Hegemon Body Art, a cultivation technique that even he can train in, but whose secrets and origin are still a mystery to him. Relying on his improved instincts as he finally begins to cultivate, he realizes a huge conspiracy is underfoot within the Phoenix Cry Empire, one involving his father, members of the imperial family, and even the Emperor himself.

In order to solve the mysteries around him, he must rely on his new alchemy techniques and the powerful but baffling Nine Star Hegemon Body Art. Countless enemies block him as he attempts to climb to the peak of the cultivation world.

Fate destined him to be only a chess piece, but he would not bow to the will of the Heavens.

Xia Tian traversed from Earth to the grand world of Jiuzhou, an expansive realm of immortal cultivation.There, he became a prince of the final imperial dynasty in this world of martial immortals.As the dynasty teetered on the brink of collapse, and his life hung by a thread, fate granted him another crossing.This time, he traversed into the Supreme Primordial Realm, an unparalleled world of ultimate power.What’s more, he became one of the ten crown princes of the Celestial Demon Court.Later, Xia Tian obtained a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi—a primordial essence of the highest order. He presented it to Di Jun, the emperor of the demons and his own father.From that moment, the history of the Primordial Realm took an entirely new course…

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

I wasn’t supposed to awaken. I didn’t have a System. I didn’t have power. I was just another nobody trying not to die.Then I fell, into something ancient.Now I’ve been chosen by a Trial that wasn’t meant for me.If I survive, I won’t just awaken.I’ll become something the world was never ready for.One of the Primordials.