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Tainted will

“Loyalty? I am loyal, but only to myself.” “Friendship? Only the dead are my friends.” “Love? it's merely an obstruction.” .... If given a chance, would you walk the path of a righteous hero who is blessed by heaven or an unrighteous demon who seeks to wipe out the heavens itself? This story follows the journey of a villain, Bai Ming. Transmigrating into this cruel yet beautiful world of cultivators, where strength is always absolute and killing is just a way of life. In a world where right or wrong is insignificant and only an individual's ability matters, be it strength, wisdom, luck, or status. We follow Bai Ming as he lies, cheats, schemes, and slaughters his way to the apex of power. Ruthless and amoral, Bai Ming has no need to hold back in his pursuit of strength. To achieve his goals, Bai Ming shall walk the path of an unrelenting demon. A demon who shall laugh crazily in the face of death and never regret, lament or grieve in the hour of failure. He shall stand alone against the world and embrace the waves of loneliness with acceptance in his heart. ......... Warning: •The mc is a very ruthless and selfish person, definitely not for the weak-hearted. •No romance or harem.

EvilGrandpa · Eastern
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94 Chs

Gold elemental essence.

Inside a defensive restriction.

Bai Ming sat in a lotus position, completely drenched in sweat. Both of his palms were facing the golden liquid hovering before his chest, constantly changing its shape.

Wisps of golden strands of pure core elemental gold energies crept out and entered Bai Ming's palms as he continued to draw in more energy. The strands were thick, visible, and twisted around like serpents.

It entered his meridians and were filtered until it became refined gold energy which entered his dantian.

With a thought, the heaven and earth essence within him acted like iron hands that gripped the refined gold energies and dragged them into his spirit root. All of it was turned into a small vortex and was slowly becoming a part of his spirit root.

Soon, a delicate yet explosive balance was reached. After several hours of persistence, Bai Ming's palms had a thin layer of gold covering them.