In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! - Chapter 262: A Marriage Decree

In Ten Heavens Domain, full of respected powerhouses, juvenile Ling Tian accidentally obtained a mysterious iron sword. He refined the Supreme Martial Dao, studied the Divine Spirit Array Laws, fought Ten Thousand proud and arrogant Heavenly Clans, and was undefeated! Seven Feet Sword Tip sweeps away the world, within the Ten Heavens, I am the Supreme God Monarch!

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In Academy City, magic and science coexist in an unwavering power struggle. Toma Kamijo, an academically-challenged student in Academy City, wields the power of the Imagine Breaker in his right hand, which allows him to completely negate all supernatural powers – as well as his own luck. When he happens upon a mysterious nun named Index, whose mind has been implanted with the Index Librorum Prohibitorum – 103,000 ancient texts banned by the Church – Toma’s luck is about to be pushed to its limits when he finds himself in the middle of a war he never expected!

[Be warned fellow Daoist, you are in an unsafe zone where boneage below the 18, shall not walk on. If your Dao Heart is weak, turn around and leave. ][Not typical villain novel + No pure wish fulfillment + Highly cinematic action. ]***Wang Tianmo gets reincarnated into the body of a trash, simp, beta villain—who would hand over all his resources to the heroine, only for her to choose the chosen son of density and leave him, causing his inner demon to take over.However, the Current Tianmo, now equipped with a mysterious system that has gained ego after READING stories i.e became a profound reader, and multiple blessings, is now on the hunt for protagonists. What's more, he literally has infinite wealth and unlimited resources provided by the system.However, what do you mean by heaven isn't a passive player but an active player?! Heaven actively plays the role of strengthening the protagonist and protects them!?... Damn, plot armor can't be that necessary, can it?!Saving those chosen ones no matter what?! What kind of concept is this?! Just because someone changed their destiny, heaven sent a backup?! Holy shit.**Note: Killing protagonists will be a little hard. Mc is Evil as he will actively hunt all peerless treasure and in the process, he will wipe out clans, families, bloodlines, sects, etc.This isn't outright omnipotent Mc... Mc has a special ability which allows him to steal the abilities of the protagonist after beating them senseless or killing them, so, after a long run, he will have multiple cheats and systems function—100X rebate, Auto-cultivation, world hopping, clan building benefits, family building benefits, etc.It is a strong to very strong realm quickly based on age setting but not the world setting. Don't be disappointed by an early loss, because, how can a new cultivator fight against nascent souls realm cultivators that have lived for 3000 years?..In short, Mc gets all the cheats and systems as you can imagine by beating the protagonists but beating them is hard...This is also a slow-paced novel but I can guarantee profound smut. The majesty of Dual cultivation shall shake the nine heavens and even corrupt the powerful saint, with a mere chant.Here are tags:Eastern ( mostly Asian concept), Xiuxian, Xianxia, Xuanhuan, Slow pace, Dual cultivation, Clan building, sect building, family building, complex family relationship-mc kills his own beother, Smart characters, Manipulative characters, decent female leads, smart female leads, Green-tea female leads, NETORI, smart side characters, Talented MC, multiple cheats, protagonist-hunting, Multiple worlds, magic, cultivation, world traveling, best taming, female lead taming, Cold Mc, Manipulative Mc, Villainious Mc, Evil Mc, No-love at first sight, slow burn feelings, Highly Cultured Dual Cultivation, early pregnancy (I mean why not?).No Yuri, No Netorare.Fully Cultural. Peak. GOATed. Unfiltered.Discord: https://discord.gg/ET9PCUKsUq( Highly uncensored images on discord. )

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.