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One Wish to Own the World

"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow me to perceive and thoroughly understand everything I see, even if superficially and only once, to the fullest, including strong points, weak points, and how to overcome them." Due to a mistake made by God, Ken is born with every type of perfect memory, but without anything else - he is weak, sickly, stupid, and unwanted. However, there was a saving grace - he made a friend, Leo. Leo would talk to him about hypothetical situations like what to say in case a genie granted him one wish. When Ken dies and God offers him one wish for his next life as compensation for his previous mistake, Ken simply recites Leo's words and is sent to the cultivation world. There, he slowly learns that he is the only one he can trust. Armed with the special remaining Godly Qi from his reincarnation and with the ability to learn and improve techniques and manuals easily, even creating his own original cultivation path, he cultivates with the goal of standing at the top of the world, even if it takes leaving his moral code behind. Follow Ken in his journey as he lie, blackmail, murder, rob, poison, and manipulate others to achieve his goals! ----- DISCLAIMER: The god in the story is completely random and made up, and is not the particular god of any religion existing today in the real world. This god only exists in the imaginary world of my story. Join my Discord server! https://discord.gg/ad64bjZXMm

Railvas · Fantasi
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Chapter 342 – Being Admitted into the Sect

"Susan. Because I want to be strong. Stronger than anyone. That's the only way to control my fate." Her expression remained frost and her answer came out without hesitation.

"Why not go to the local ruling sect then?" Mark referred to the Divine Lightning Sect.

"I don't know them. I know the great legacy of the Jady Sky Sect, so I want to join the Jade Sky Sect."

"Haha, of course. We indeed have a great legacy," Mark laughed merrily, his chest puffed. It was hard to be proud of his sect lately as they were oppressed at every turn, so it was nice to get a reminder that they were still a famous sect.

He kept questioning the others, getting various answers as the desire to be strong, wealthy, famous, living forever, or wanting to help the poor family at home.