MTL - Siheyuan: The Final Winner - Chapter 53 Here comes, he wants to borrow money again (2)

Dahil sa kanyang natatanging tadhana, madaming nakasalamuha si Jeter Lee na mga Diyosa at ng Demoness kung saan ay natanggap ang kanilang walang kapantay na pamana, mga divine pulse, ultimate martial arts, at transendent alchemy techniques, na nagbigay sa kanya ng magandang paglalakbay sa mundo ng cultivation.

Ito ay kuwento ng paglalakbay ng isang natatanging alchemist tungo sa rurok ng pag gawa ng mga mahimalang mga pills o dan.

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This is a world filled with despair, teeming with hordes of corpses, mutated creatures, poisonous plants, demons, and gods.The human societal system has completely transformed, with no justice, no righteousness, only might and slaughter.The strong can oppress the weak at will, human order has utterly collapsed, and the law of the jungle reigns supreme. In this world, weakness is the original sin!Some lucky humans have awakened extraordinary abilities, becoming Evolvers, and have risen to the top, possessing wealth, resources, beautiful women, and status.Qin Jun crosses into this doomsday world, awakening the Great Villain System at the start. As long as you are villainous enough, SSS-level talents, gene serums, and potential points are all within reach.Perhaps in the doomsday world, only villains can climb step by step to the peak…

Song Woo-Moon is the son of a simple inn owner in the countryside.

His body is weak since childhood, and one day, a landscape painting received as a gift from an old Daoist causes his mind to become weak as well.

For years, he is teased as being the village fool, and he grows up as nothing more than a pathetic burden to his parents.

The day he turns twenty, however, his life changes!

Something awakens within him—the supreme martial arts within the landscape painting!

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We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]