MTL - Morning of Swordsman Tower - Chapter 234

While playing the online game “Convergence of Ten Thousand Realms,” Yan Luoyue suddenly found herself transmigrated into the body of a newly hatched baby turtle in the cultivation world of the turtle clan.Fortunately, her system account had come along with her, and the skill books and equipment in her inventory were still intact.However, there was a bug in her account information.Year after year, Yan Luoyue watched as her health bar grew infinitely longer.Every year on her birthday, an extra zero was added to her health bar.In the first year after her transmigration, Yan Luoyue used all her divine artifacts to ensure her fragile self wouldn’t choke to death on her own saliva.By the tenth year, she removed all her equipment and casually strolled through the forbidden grounds of her clan.The sealed demons and monsters surrounded her, hacking away for three days and three nights, until they collapsed, foaming at the mouth.A hundred years after her transmigration, Yan Luoyue looked up and realized her health bar now spanned the entire continent.Someone once asked Demon Venerable Yan, “Does being invincible make you lonely?”Yan Luoyue kindly replied, “Silly child, how could being invincible be lonely? It’s absolutely amazing.”Synopsis Two:Wu Manshuang was covered in poison, the last of the Teng Serpent (celestial serpent) lineage in the world.The closer anyone got to him, the deeper the poison would affect them.So, Wu Manshuang wrapped himself up tightly. He hid in a pitch-black cloak, avoiding all living beings. He thought his life would pass in solitude, until—A young girl’s slender, warm hand touched his cheek.“Your health-draining debuff is pretty strong, huh?”Wu Manshuang quickly pushed her hand away. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?”“Relax,” the girl said with a carefree smile. “I’m way stronger than you.”From then on, the little serpent gently coiled around the turtle’s shell.And then…The world gained the divine beast Xuanwu.Reading Tips:1. This is my take on cultivation with personal world-building, possibly a lot of it.2. A long, slow-burn progression story with a gradual narrative style.3. A cultivation story with an ensemble cast.

[Tower Defense & Dungeon Attack RPG] I saw the ending to the game no one was able to clear.

But, when I came to my senses, I was inside of the game.

In fact, I was in the tutorial stage, a place where strategy was impossible.

“I’ll clear this bullsh*t game no matter what…!”

The Wilds relentlessly reclaim all things. Humanity shelters within their ever-dying cities. Mages create the only path forward.Tala had to fight tooth and nail in the Magic Academy to forge a path to power that was her own. She knows it’s her duty to use that power to serve humanity, defending them against the creatures of the untamable wilds. However, she skipped a few steps in her education, like apprenticing to someone who actually knows what they’re doing.Now, Tala has to balance learning as fast as she can with paying off the veritable mountain of debt the Magic Academy dropped on her shoulders for the opportunity; not to mention staying alive.Even though she should only be a Mageling, the world considers her a Mage. Bless the stars she directed most of her magic toward survival.

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.