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Born in Blood

His mother died when she gave birth to him, his father a physically abusive alcoholic. Life is not kind to Darius King. Darius would have dreams of being in a world of magic, but alas, his dreams would always end. He hated life, and life hated him, so he ended both his and his father's. When reincarnating into a peasant-like lifestyle as Liam, in the town of Ucladd, Darius realizes he has entered the world of cultivation! With his ambitious, ruthless, and curious nature combining into one, he paves a bloody path to power. Shifting his gaze from the Earth towards the Sky, nothing will stop him on his path for strength. "I will touch the stars... or die trying." ==================== Note: NO R-18, R**e, Romance or pre-marital handholding. I take no pleasure in writing such things. There's a bunch of killing and gruesome descriptions though. The novel is a bit slow in the first chapters, but after that, it picks up and gets significantly better. Also, the power system is similar to BotDS, but I've asked the author for permission to use it. It's also heavily inspired my writing, but the beginning is where its most prevalent. Discord: due to spam bots joining, the server is invite only. My discord tag is: covidcandy I welcome criticism and feedback with open arms, as long as it's actual advice. Note, if your review has any spoilers without the spoiler tag, I will have to delete it. One last note, if you're going to, please don't buy privilege by the end of the month since it'll reset at the starting of every month. Art is not mine - source: no clue. Please comment if you want me to take it down.

CovidCandy · Fantasy
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547 Chs

Slow

After the ship safely began to sail, Liam found himself a room inside the ship's cabin.

The Blood Troupe members cleared up a way for him, leaving him the biggest and most spacious room to rest in.

Truthfully, the organization was getting more and more useful in Liam's eyes. 

They knew their place and never spoke out of turn, like maids and butlers except infinitely more useful.

'Is this the power of influence? I can see why nobles cling to their status so much.' 

As a lone cultivator, Liam didn't really recognize the benefits of having greater numbers. 

However, he still believed in increasing his own strength by himself. 

Relying so much on others would only make him more dependent on them.

Dispelling those thoughts, Liam closed the door behind him and inspected the room. 

It was a cozy space lit by a single light hanging from the top, swaying left and right as the waves crashed against the ship.