The Master Programmer - Chapter 128: Fuck that Arranged Marriage! 2

It’s the 3rd of March of the Immortal Martial era.Under the Sect Leader’s unremitting efforts, the Qingyun Dao Sect finally welcomes its eighth disciple, Ye Ping.In order to make Ye Ping stay and to earn his respect, everyone in the sect resorts to all sorts of tricks to deceive him.They boast and pretend to be peerless Sword Dao experts, geniuses in cultivation, alchemy, refinement, divination, alchemy arrays, treasure appraising, and sons of destiny.For the sake of maintaining the image of geniuses, they teach Ye Ping all sorts of nonsensical things.They make Ye Ping try to gain an epiphany out of a random sword mark.They take out a random big pot and make Ye Ping refine supreme-grade pills with it.They take out a random copper coin and make Ye Ping deduce the ultimate heavenly secret.They initially hope to just delay the time that Ye Ping discovers the truth so that he would stay in the sect for a while longer.However, to their surprise, their new little Junior Brother… manages to learn everything.

[You have awakened with the Lifespan Extraction System!][Extract Lifespan, advance your Cultivation and Cultivation Talent, amass an unstoppable Army of Shadow Beasts, and ascend to the Pinnacle of the World of Immortal Cultivation!]In the Super-Continent of Legaria, a Godlike youngling was born… and abandoned.Scorned and hated by all for merely existing, Zar struggled day in and day out, just trying to survive to see the next dawn. In a world of Intelligent Beasts, he, a Half-Beast, Half-Human—a species alien to the inhabitants of Legaria—had no one to rely on.By some miracle, he managed to make it in one piece to his 15th birthday. A day… which changed everything for him.*Ding!*[Are you ready to become the Ultimate Immortal Beast Tamer?]Fate shall be rewritten!Zar—a lone Godling—shall rise up and make even the most arrogant of God Beasts and Immortal Cultivators relinquish their strength to him!

I reincarnated with e*otic game skills, but this is apparently an apocalyptic dark fantasy. I can’t die, so I tried to save the world with e*otic game skills… “Saint! Save us!!” “Saint! Save us!!!” People keep calling me a saint.

On the way to a company workshop, we fell into a world of immortal cultivators while still in the car.

Those with spiritual roots and unique abilities were all called to join cultivation sects, living prosperously.

But I, having neither spiritual roots nor special abilities, lived as an ordinary mortal for 50 years, complying with fate until my death.

That’s what I thought.

Until I regressed.