webnovel

Beggar Cultivation System

Apollo Leone tried to prolong his life as best as he could. But alas, he couldn’t escape the grasp of death. Even with his talent and being the wealthiest person on Earth, he died on a hospital bed. All his money, power, and influence vanished with his last breath. However, fate proved to be playful. Who would have thought there was a place after death that is neither Hell nor Heaven? There, he met a faceless woman named Aster, who granted him a new life on another planet where strength reigns supreme. But on one condition... Wait?! I have to live my life as a beggar?! Known as the most wealthiest person to have ever live and the person at the very top, how will he adjust to this new world where people can summon meteors, punch through mountains, and cut the sea in half? Beggar Cultivation System Activated! "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" ... ... "You received 100 Alm Points!" "Do you want to advance to the next stage?" "Yes!" Author's Note: -I will try my best to incorporate comedy into it and give it a slice of life style. - If we reach 300 Power Stones each week, there will be a bonus chapter. -100 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra Chapters at the End of the month.

Lncea · Ost
Zu wenig Bewertungen
305 Chs

The Hunt Began(Part-2)

The roar echoed inside the venue, causing the audience to look around.

"There!" someone shouted, pointing toward the open ceiling of the mountain where the moon shone brilliantly. However, their focus wasn't on the moon; their eyes were locked on a creature standing atop the mountain, staring down at them.

"W-what the hell is that?!"

"That's a monster!"

Hearing the shouts, the audience soon fell into disarray. It didn't take long for panic to set in, with some people immediately running toward the exits. They pushed and shoved, trying to escape as quickly as possible. Those with cultivation used their strength to rush ahead of the normal people.

Monsters. They were creatures that almost all ordinary folks dreaded. If they could help it, they'd avoid ever seeing one.