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One Last System

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. Or was it? "My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it." "Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine." "Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!" "Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!" Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage! **** This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you. Discord: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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509 Chs

This doesn't look like sect's building

Vaner stopped only when he finally reached the outskirts of the lands of the sect that he spent the majority of his life at. 

"It still stands," he muttered when he noticed the characteristic outline of the natural formation that housed the skyladder sect. 

He was still too far away to see any details of the place, even with his insane eyesight. 

'Still,' Vaner thought, bitting down on his lips. 'If thee rock formation still stands, the chances are, someone survived the culling,' he thought as he hurried up and picked up the pace. 

At this point, there was no reason to run. 

If the monsters managed to reach the sect and penetrate its natural defenses, then it would be already all over. 

'If they were still fighting, I could tell, even from a distance,' Vaner thought, slowly progressing forward. 

Step by step, second by second.