I Attained Invincibility In The Real World - Chapter 295: 211: Stealth Cultivation and Breath of Thunder 2

A river song, triggered a legend of the rivers and lakes.
Tian Zun’s life motto: “My sword is the truth.”
Shen Lang’s life motto: “To serve people with morality, those who are dissatisfied are dead.”

- Description from uukanshu (translated)

Ella has the most perfect life. A life that everyone could envy her. She has a beautiful face, a beautiful body, abundant wealth.

The most important thing to her is that she has her someone that she thinks is her soul mate.

But a betrayal makes herperfect life shattered. She was lied to, toyed with and thrown into a much worse place than hell.

She was expelled from her family and locked up in a mental hospital, a place that shatter both of her wings.

Five years later, Ella returns with one goal in life. She handed over her body to Christian, a CEO who is notorious for being the cruelest.

In exchange, Christian will help him achieve his dream: REVENGE!

Exploding stars with one punch, extinguishing the sun with breath, crossing the universe in an instant, Retinazer destroying everything… This is the Superman gene!

In the future world, human genes will mutate, and the awakened ones who control various powerful forces will quickly dominate the world.

Awakened people can imitate powerful beasts such as tigers and leopards, and can also control terrifying elements such as wind and fire, and can even extract souls and edit memories…

The traverser Qin Mo awakened the superman gene when he was 23 years old, and he could gain attribute points by absorbing the energy of the sun, gradually adding points to unlock the powerful power unique to superman.

So he went to work every day like this, touched fish, basked in the sun, and added points.

Before he knew it, he realized that he was going to be invincible…

Qin Mo: “I’m sorry, but in the face of absolute power and invincible defense, everything you have is nothing but bells and whistles.”

- Description from novelbuddy

[Warning: Mature Content]

“Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?”

“For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant.”

Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart.

But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before.

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Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :)

Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.