Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World - Chapter 167: Tensions In and Out the Field.

Akira Kisaragi traverses into the Bleach world, unlocking a check-in system.He initially thought that by checking in daily, he could become stronger, soon become the Captain-Commander, join Division Zero, punch Yhwach, kick the Soul King, and marry Unohana...However, the system's style wasn't quite what he had imagined.〈 Check-in complete, obtained Genryūsai Yamamoto's secret roasted sweet potato! 〉〈 Check-in complete, obtained exclusive attribute: King of Normal Attacks, effect... 〉〈 Check-in complete, obtained Retsu Unohana's... 〉Akira's eyes suddenly lit up!“Seems like this might not be so bad after all!”

The gold mine silver mine diamond mine is almost weak, and the mysterious miners system is in hand.

Although there is no manual and no elf, every day I am trying to find out, but my brother can dig it out.

From the practice of meditation, alchemy materials, spaceships, and mechs, life is different.

There is no level that can’t be upgraded, there is no task that can’t get rid of it, but what is the system doing? Come ~ come! Still don’t say it, give me the first girl! Brother will plan again.

- Description from Uukanshu translation

Tachikawa Shin always thought he was a decent, upright man—unfortunately, he’d been saddled with an indecent favorability system.Raise others’ affection to grow stronger?“I’d rather stay away from these witches, but this concerns my safety and physical integrity... Well, it seems I don’t have a choice,” Tachikawa Shin said righteously, with absolutely no perversion whatsoever.All hail the Rizzler!

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.