I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3473 - 1714: Praise My True Name as Lord Shou, Gods of the Myriad Worlds Bow under Weeping Willows

In a world of magic, monsters, and rising heroes…A quiet young man with a simple life finds himself walking a path far greater than he ever expected. With his axe in hand and peace in his heart, he'll discover strength where others seek power.Slow-burn growthParty bonds & adventureUnique class & stat systemA journey that starts small—but won’t stay that waySometimes the strongest warriors are the ones who never wanted to fight.

In a world of countless schemes, where you are being manipulated at every moment,often without even knowing it.A world where you can't be sure if what you see is reality… or just another illusion crafted as part of a deeper scheme.This is the story of someone who survives it all kind of schemes both small and vast, some he understands, and others he never even realizes.Even he, who is constantly being schemed against, crafts schemes of his own against others.This is a world ruled by deception and Yuan will persevere it, shape it, and rise through it.------------English is not my native language, so please understand if there are any mistakes

“The Fortune Dice has found its host. Initiating change in world setting”Wang Hao obtains a weird dice by accident and transmigrates to a parallel world where everything in the entertainment industry is completely different.There are six fortune attributes on the dice, Extremely Unlucky, Unlucky, Normal, Lucky, Extremely Lucky and Divine Luck, each lasting up to 24 hours.“Rattle —” Wang Hao closes his eyes and throws the dice on the table. When it finally stops spinning, he takes a closer look and immediately lets out a gasp!Staring at the top side of the Fortune Dice, Wang Hao has no idea what the future holds for him...

A major event happened recently to the demonic sect – their powerful sect master suddenly went missing.

Everyone comforted each other: “Don’t worry, the sect master must be out pursuing fun, and so on.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

They waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and… Everyone slammed the table: “We’ve waited so long! The sect master must have met with a mishap! Look for him!!” Numerous disciples therefore ran rumbling down the mountain.

On a certain day of the month, a certain sect master opened his eyes and thought in confusion: Hey, who am I?

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