Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World
Fate is weird. Of all the people in the world, why would it select me to send to a different world? And what is it trying to do? Put up a show by giving me a system? But oh well, what do I care. The previous owner of this body was a cripple and looked down on, but now I can slap their faces with my system. Young masters? Get out of my way! Princes? Geniuses? Oh please. I have a system. That does not mean anything to me. I know that I am not the greatest. But fate gave me a cheat system, and I am not wasting it. I am going to do whatever it takes to conquer this world. Fate forced me to do this. It isn’t my fault if I cause some ruin on the way. Note - In the few months that this has been up, I noticed that many readers complain that the MC is stupid and dumb. That is how he is at the beginning. He is skeptical. He does not believe that he is reincarnated. But as the story progresses, you can see that he develops and adapts. I hope that you can get till there. WPC #254 Bronze Prize Winner Trending All-time monthly Ranking Goal Top 100 = 4 Bonus Chapters at the end of the month Top 50 = 5 Bonus Chapters at the end of the month Top 25 = 10 Bonus Chapters at the end of the month If you like a relatable MC, with a little humor and overpowered stats, as well as a good story line with a little romance, then this is the novel for you. Events will transpire in first person. Support me by voting with powerstones Extra support at - https://www.patreon.com/jdbeue Discord - https://discord.gg/Q9MAzwrS8B
The Succession War (Part 2)
A man was pacing around in a courtyard.
It was a simple courtyard, with nothing special within.
The man was not decked in any jewels or anything of the sort. He was just in plain clothing, but the air about him gave him a majestic glare.
This man was someone who was important, without a doubt. No ordinary man would look like this without a big background. This was an aura that came from power.
He looked stressed though, as if he was waiting for someone. His face was gentle, but his eyes were sharp, not wanting to miss anything that happened around him.
"Where the hell is he? He said that he would be here by now." a soft voice came from him.
Although soft spoken, there was a hint of domineering possession within that voice. It was the voice of someone who wanted much more than the simple courtyard that he was in.
Swish!
A shadow appeared right behind him. The shadow resembled that of a man, and it immediately knelt on the ground.