Taming my Monster Girl Harem from Scratch - Chapter 225 Teamwork VS Brute Force (1)

Chen Qiu had transmigrated to an Immortal World, where in this world of immortals— there were Heavenly Dao Decrees, a panel-like “Heavenly Pride Leaderboard,” and numerous entries. ... Every cultivator, upon breaking through a Great Realm, could obtain an entry. Different entries combined to define the cultivator’s limits and directions for development. Some cultivators relied on the entry combination of “Nine Ox Power” + “Hundred Percent Accuracy” + “Ignore Barrier” to marry into the Dragon Clan and became the greatest Beast Master in history. Others relied on the entry combination of “Nonsensical Babble” + “Deceive the Junior, Fool the Senior” + “Martyr’s Command,” becoming the greatest State Preceptor in history. Meanwhile, Chen Qiu’s first entry, “Rise Through the Ranks,” allowed him to choose one out of three random entries each time he broke through a small realm. From then on... Various entry fusion techniques, astonishing the human world! ... When everyone in this world had a golden finger, it all came down to whose destiny was tougher!

The world that nurtured the civilization which reached the pinnacle of magic was on the verge of destruction.
The last survivor transmigrated to the past, when the magic civilization started growing, as countless mages were still fumbling their ways through the thorny paths of magic knowledge.
He, who came from the end of the magic era, aim to reach the pinnacle of magic.

[1V1 easy read, a pampered romance] Time-traveled straight into a wedding, does it have to be this intense?“Hey, hold on, groom, I'm not your bride!”Su Pan'er fiercely resisted.Someone chuckled craftily, “Quit messing around, my dear wife!”This story is fantasy, don't compare it with actual historical context. Recommended another novel by Dou Dou: “Joy of Being a Mother in a Farmhouse”.

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”