MTL - Devil - Chapter 308

This novel is also known as Eternal Strongest Sect

This is a story about developing a sect, this is a warm and joyful home.

Not only we have a funny Patriarch, there are also a group of weird disciples with very different personalities.

Come on, youngsters.

Join our sect and together we will let your dreams fly!

- Description from Novelupdates

Fifty years ago, the skies shattered, raining corrupted Qi that mutated beasts, plants, and corrupted even humans.Most sects instantly collapsed, as their techniques were useless against the polluted energy.Kyle is an unremarkable scavenger who stumbles upon a pre-apocalypse cultivation manual with a dual core that was designed to purify Qi through shared cycles with a partner, and it could also tame beasts.Each successful act of dual cultivation not only strengthened both partners but also granted unique awakened abilities that were tied to their bond, and the same was true of beast taming, which allowed him to acquire the traits of each beast he tamed.Now he is on the path to rebuild the world and become the master.* * *[If you are expecting smut and mindless scenes in every chapter without genuine progression in the world, characters, and story itself, then this is not the book for you. This is a dark fantasy!][Read The Pinned Review Before Adding The Book To Your Library!!][Disclaimer: This novel does not adhere to conventional cultivation methods, so do not expect the usual. Please refer to the Glossary (contains spoilers and some misinformations to hide those spoilers) and Notes in the auxiliary volume!][Guaranteed: Daily updates (2/3 chapters per day) Yes, even if I’m sick. I love the story that much!]

Kawaki, who was born in the dragon vein of a planet (Altana), first met Umibozu who was traveling in the universe, and his girlfriend, Kouka.Later, he came to Earth by accident and met the teacher who affected his life —Yoshida Shouyou.He also met a group of friends. The most conspicuous among the group of friends is a fool with silver hair and naturally curly hair, a short man with purple hair, and a little devil whose catchphrase is “Not Zura, it's Katsura!”Gintama Doujin, not transmigration.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”