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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

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A day off

During my first visit, I spent a single day at the sect. 

Instead of taking some time to rest after all the bothersome stuff in the sect's business area, Lucius opted to return immediately. 

"Every second we spend outside the forest dulls our senses," he claimed when he told me to pack up. 

Was it his revenge about not paying him for the girls with favors? Or was he really that diligent?

In the end, I never got any straightforward answer to that question. Still, not asking about it ended up with an entire day spent on the road. 

'It was one hell of a ride,' I thought, releasing a tired sigh. 

I've been walking for the entire last day. 

To a point, I was used to it. 

The massive shock of lacking any meaningful ways of transportation. One wouldn't think about it, but it greatly impacted my life. 

I simply wasn't made for walks that long.