I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible - Chapter 387 - You're Not Qualified to Kill Xing Feng!  

Shen Ran transmigrates to a fantasy world and becomes a disciple of the Empyrean Sword Sect. Problem is, everything about him is ordinary— ordinary talent, ordinary temperament, ordinary life… In this cruel world where cultivation talent determines how far one could go, this means that Shen Ran’s future can be seen at a glance. Banished to the servant quarters as a servant disciple, his daily grind is to attend to mundane chores which will go on until he dies of old age a hundred years later.

Then he comes across a narrative modification system which makes it possible to rewrite entire lives! An avid reader of online novels in his previous life, Shen Ran relishes the chance to read the narratives of everyone and everything and alter them. The narratives modified by him will become reality!

This is the story of how he transforms his ordinary life by editing his narrative and going on to cultivate the Dao, handle calamities, and rule the ages. And he is limited only by his imagination!

For the large sum of money to help her husband, she chose to be a surrogate mother covertly. Her sweetheart was out of trouble, but she became the woman of loose morals in his eyes. Misunderstanding, disappointment and sadness forced her to divorce the man she loved from the childhood.

[WSA 2025] To confront the threat posed by monsters and demons, humanity summons a hero endowed with a mysterious system and an unrivaled capacity for evolution. He becomes the last bastion of hope for mankind. However, one of his mistakes gives rise to a calamity far worse than the Demon King.This calamity is conceived in a dungeon, abandoned as a fetus by its mother, and raised by the Demon King himself. Upon the Demon King's death, all the restraints he had placed upon the creature are shattered. Thus, the hero's nameless son begins to lay waste to everything. The greatest calamity the world has ever known is born.

“Dear, it's time for your medicine!”The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!