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Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

"Black Myth: The Destined One" the mobile game, sent Li Ping'an back to the Journey to the West World where deities and Buddhas had perished, demons roamed freely, and the Three Realms had collapsed. The longer he survived, the stronger he became. Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, Magical Treasures... and the like were obtained from the game and could even be taken back to the real world. Black Bear Spirit Bodhisattva, Shadowy Moon Demon Lord, Howling Celestial Dog, Hundred Eyes Demon Lord Bodhisattva, King Huang Feng Bodhisattva, Old Buddha Huang Mei... One after another, those claiming to be immortals, Bodhisattvas, and Buddha Ancestors fell beneath his staff. Only after he had acquired wealth and status in the real world through the Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, and Magical Treasures obtained from the game, did he realize that the real world was nothing more than the Nineteenth Layer of Hell in the Journey to the West World... With an undying heart, at ease and carefree, the Destined One Li Ping'an embarked on Journey to the West once more!

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Chapter 147 Such a Rascal!

Watching the hands pulling and tugging in front of him, Li Ping'an kept his head down and leisurely sipped his tea, thinking it was someone else's problem and had no desire to intervene.

"Come here, you!"

The wealthy young master, having grabbed the pretty woman's hand, excitedly stepped on a stool and a Ba Xian table, and heedlessly dashed past the tea table in front of Li Ping'an. He not only kicked over Li Ping'an's teapot and cups but also didn't even glance at Li Ping'an, completely ignoring him.

"What the fuck! Are you blind?"

Li Ping'an looked up and cursed the wealthy young master to his face. However, the young master was not angered, his mind wholly fixated on the pretty woman. He casually pulled out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and threw it in front of Li Ping'an, as if he were shooing away a beggar.

"What?"