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Cosmic Cultivation

Year 2033 The time the game came out, the world was taken by storm. 'Realm of Immortals' changed things for everyone. It was a game where anyone can be anything, a villain, a prince in shining armor, or a blacksmith. It was the first full-dive game, a revolution to technology. But... the world of that game favours the strong, so all players are pumped up to play it with it's realistic feature; calling it a second world would not be far off. Silas, an extraordinary 19 year old man who works at a bank and buys the game to pass away time and have fun, finds himself as the weakest player inside the realistic cultivation MMO. He was mad, he was angry, he just wanted to have fun, even the NPCs in the game harass and make fun of him. What led to this... He couldn't use Qi... The energy which all cultivators use to grow stronger... He was about to quit the game, when a glitch happened, a dark force was able to infiltrate the system, and Silas found himself in a forbidden place which was hated by the heavens. There, he found his purpose, using an energy that was the opposite of Qi. He gave himself a mission, to change how things were in this so called heavens, and create a better world where everyone isn't always fighting for power. _____ TAGS:- Assasin, reincarnation, gods, cultivation, martial arts, smart MC, Weak to overpowered, villain, virtual reality, video games. ___ My other books; Vampire god in the apocalypse, Lord MMORPG: The demon progenitor. Join my discord server for illustrations and updates, and group discussions. Link in my profile.

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68. The wraith sect (3)

The teleportation channels were truly a wonder; he couldn't help but think about just stealing the entire thing.

'I would need to find out if it's possible to buy one of those teleportation channels,' he thought.

Currently, he walked through a run-down street with beggars and lowly commoners. The reason he was here was...

'Those guys killed themselves to keep their secret... They probably would think that someone rules death itself.' Silas couldn't help but chuckle.

He soon got to a particular old-looking building made of bricks, unlike most of the other ones around, made of wood and scrap metal.

He cracked his neck and went into the building through the door.

He immediately saw three people within the building.

Unlike the outside of the building, which had moss and dull painting, the inside was bright with a chandelier lighting up the place.

The three men looked at him and frowned, walking out of their positions.