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One Wish to Own the World

"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow me to perceive and thoroughly understand everything I see, even if superficially and only once, to the fullest, including strong points, weak points, and how to overcome them." Due to a mistake made by God, Ken is born with every type of perfect memory, but without anything else - he is weak, sickly, stupid, and unwanted. However, there was a saving grace - he made a friend, Leo. Leo would talk to him about hypothetical situations like what to say in case a genie granted him one wish. When Ken dies and God offers him one wish for his next life as compensation for his previous mistake, Ken simply recites Leo's words and is sent to the cultivation world. There, he slowly learns that he is the only one he can trust. Armed with the special remaining Godly Qi from his reincarnation and with the ability to learn and improve techniques and manuals easily, even creating his own original cultivation path, he cultivates with the goal of standing at the top of the world, even if it takes leaving his moral code behind. Follow Ken in his journey as he lie, blackmail, murder, rob, poison, and manipulate others to achieve his goals! ----- DISCLAIMER: The god in the story is completely random and made up, and is not the particular god of any religion existing today in the real world. This god only exists in the imaginary world of my story. Join my Discord server! https://discord.gg/ad64bjZXMm

Railvas · Fantasy
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387 Chs
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Chapter 318 – Rematch?

"The winners are the Mysterious Mountain Sect, triumphant with an advantage of 26 points. Yet, the great sects harbor suspicions about their origins."

The declaration came from Elder Bao of the Infinite Wisdom Sect, a man whose flowing blonde hair contrasted with rather generic facial features.

"What does Elder Bao mean by that?" As Corey spoke, their voice flowed through the tense air like a soothing melody, soft yet resonant, neither deep nor high - each syllable dancing gracefully upon the ears of the listeners. The elders, aware of the persuasive effect in Corey's voice, consciously steeled themselves against its subtle pull.