Soulbound: Dual Cultivation - Chapter 15: Darius’s Contempt

A young boy, Asuma Haruto, is transferred to another world. Without having any means to return home, he has no choice but to live in this parallel universe.

Armed with only his knowledge of making soap, will Haruto be able to safely make a living here?

This is a story about how our protagonist creates his own business out of his hobby of making soap and then gradually manages his business and gets rich.

[The return of the Great Holy Spirit, blood boiling! 】 The father was killed, the family wealth was taken, all the hands and feet were interrupted, and the revenge flame was ignited, and the Qitian Dasheng inheritance was obtained. Since then, the rise of the sky, God blocked the killing, the Buddha blocked the Buddha! Qin Feng wore a gold armor and held a hand of the sea god: “I want this world for thirty-six days, and I will return to the big holy flag!”

- Description from Fpzw (Translated)

[Warning! The MC here is the literal incarnation of evil and madness throughout the story.]Valtar Titanblood formerly known as Ethan Martin on Earth was struck by an unimaginable tragedy and took his own life at the end, his whole life filled with misery and incompetence of his own doing.Then he transmigrates to a world of infinite proportions and power that defies logic, this new world which is filled with Dragons, Titans, Ouroboros, and countless more bloodline creatures and mythical beings, also powerful humans who are known as Mystic roams here as well.Valtar in this new world has the Karma System and the bloodline of an unknown titan running through his veins, with these powers in hand he who was supposed to become the symbol of justice and equality decided to become the paragon of madness and evil.He who had the tools to become the Judge of Truth and the figure of Respect chose to become the arbiter of chaos and the embodiment of fear.

A major event happened recently to the demonic sect – their powerful sect master suddenly went missing.

Everyone comforted each other: “Don’t worry, the sect master must be out pursuing fun, and so on.”

“Well, that makes sense.”

They waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and waited.

Waited and… Everyone slammed the table: “We’ve waited so long! The sect master must have met with a mishap! Look for him!!” Numerous disciples therefore ran rumbling down the mountain.

On a certain day of the month, a certain sect master opened his eyes and thought in confusion: Hey, who am I?

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