MTL - One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon - Chapter 707 The Pseudo Pluto is here!

I thought I had been abandoned,But I was actually the child that the Namgoong family had been searching for.It wasn’t until I was killed by the Blood Demon, whom I had called “teacher,” that I learned the truth. When I awoke again as a thirteen-year-old child, I decided to return to the Namgoong family.I didn’t seek to be recognized as family.I only wanted to prevent the Namgoong family from falling apart as it had before.“This is the jewelry, silk, gold bars, and elixirs that the family head has gifted to you.”“Here, little one. This is a congratulatory gift for your return.”As soon as I was recognized as the lost granddaughter of the Namgoong family,I gained delicious food, fine clothes, gold and silver treasures, and a high-quality sword!I also gained a grandfather and a father who cried and laughed for me.But what was that strange, tingling feeling in my chest every time that happened?In order to protect the smiles of those I had once killed,and to preserve this warm and ticklish sensation for as long as I could,I was determined to change the bloody future that awaited me, unlike my previous life…**Namgoong Mucheon’s face darkened.‘Is this child truly raised to be an assassin?’The sharp killing intent and the sword techniques essential for an assassin were reflected in her life, as if they were embedded in her very being.‘Damn brat.’Anger surged within Namgoong Mucheon.He restrained himself from cursing aloud in front of his granddaughter, muttering in his mind instead.‘How dare they raise my granddaughter as an assassin?’The blue energy surrounding Namgoong Mucheon grew even stronger.

Born as the daughter of the last martial artist of this era, that is Yeon. Her father is the world’s greatest fighter and is respected by everyone. The only problem was…… “I know it’s impressive, but I don’t have to follow in his footsteps, do I?” Her stubborn father’s dream was for his daughter to also follow the path of martial arts. Naturally, Yeon’s life was filled with grueling training. Living a dull life, Yeon’s only hobby was reading romance fantasy novels before going to bed. “If only I could live as a lady once……” After making a wish, Yeon fell asleep and entered a novel as if she were dreaming. However, her enjoyment is short-lived when she realizes that it’s not a romance fantasy, but rather a martial arts novel. “It was my dream to be a possessor, but of all things, it had to be a martial arts novel, and in the body of a supporting character who dies early!” Feeling indignant and weeping, she suddenly notices her own reflection in the mirror. It was a glamorous image. ‘Hold on. Does this mean… I could become a lady?’ Moreover, in this world, there was a man who looked exactly like the male lead in her favorite romance fantasy. He was handsome and talented, but with a wretched backstory. “Things are going to be different now.” The fate of a supporting character who dies early? Forget about it. Whether they’re followers of the devil or a heretical sect, even the worst villains don’t scare her. Why? Because she is the strongest possessor in history. This is the story of Yeon’s adventures in the martial arts world, as she stumbles along in pursuit of everything she desires.

Step inside if you dare, but be warned—this is no ordinary shop. Those who enter never leave the same… if they leave at all. A sinister force lurks within, fueled by a dark past and a thirst for revenge. The price? Twelve lives for twelve sins. As officials race to put an end to the bloodshed, the shop’s deadly grip tightens, claiming innocent victims one by one. Will anyone uncover the truth before it's too late? If you crave spine-tingling horror, heart-pounding thrills, and a mystery that refuses to stay buried, this book will haunt you long after the last page.

Ten years ago, John and his parents were transported into a game world.This young man, full of ambition to conquer the world, unfortunately awakened the weakest class—Furniture Maker.But what troubled John most wasn’t his class.Like most transmigrators, he had a system.The only problem was—This system kept granting him strange and absurd skills.[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Absolute Diarrhea Technique. Your basic attacks will cause opponents to suffer explosive diarrhea until complete exhaustion. Any creature without an anus is unworthy of being your enemy!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Mummification Wrapping Technique. Bandages crafted by you can heal all things!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: You may steal and copy the abilities of anyone named John!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a bonus concept-level skill: You may forcibly rename anyone to John!]…Years later, in the Divine Realm, a lone figure stood tall above the heavens.As the sacred hymns echoed, he raised a finger—And all the gods clenched their anuses in fear.