Peerless Martial God - Chapter 250: The Snow-Dragon Guards

The classic cliché of a girlfriend being swept off her feet by a rich sugar daddy and then dumping her poor boyfriend? Yeah, that happened to college student Li Yun. So, what’s a guy to do? Time to embark on an urban conquest tour!Hey, new book alert! If you loved Urban Seduction: Housewives Club, this one’s gonna be a wild ride. No fairy-tale cultivation or mystical stuff here. But when it comes to the ladies, well... let’s just say there’s a little something for everyone. Trust me, it’s a buffet of variety!

While returning home from a boring day of work, a black hole opened up in front of John and sucked him in. Before he was floating in the blackhole, a helmet latched on to him. "Uploading A.I under progress...Activating Survival Kit" A weird robotic sound appeared within the conscious of John and suddenly a white energy enveloped him... After opening his eyes, John noticed he was teleported to a whole new world. A world of magic and he was a user of a system. Arkon, the world John was brought too, was a medieval world which is 10 times bigger than earth. This new world held many new mysteries and this was the beginning of John's adventure. John will dominate and stir the world with his new system. Old technologies begone and use my advanced techys instead! Ha! you want to hold a politic, economical and military war with me? Sorry but my system is too broken for you all to counter.

In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...

There were women approaching me, who had decided to die.