One choice decides your friends.
One choice defines your beliefs.
One choice determine your loyalties - forever.

*We don't own Divergent. Rating:T-M. Warning swearing and topics on abuse. Modern day high school.* A lot can happen in a second. A lot can change in a second. Mostly to a person who thought she was a nobody. 

I get the chances to have a new start. Get away from the life I never wanted. My name is Breatrice Prior. This is my second chances. I am going to a go to Divergent High.

In the blink of an eye, another month had passed. Mo Wuji had failed to advance in cultivation and pill refining. The lack of immortal spiritual energy in this place rendered his cultivation futile.
Cultivating in the Undying World was a possibility, especially with the heaps of immortal crystals Mo Wuji had with him. However, there was a downside to this: the five elements were incomplete. At low levels of cultivation,the side effects of cultivating in such an environment would be minimal, whereas at high levels, doing so would interrupt the flow of his dao.
In addition to this, Mo Wuji had advanced to the level of Grand Luo Immortal in a short span of time. Even though he had not sensed any destabilisation in his fundamentals yet, it was not a bad time to take a step back and gather his thoughts instead of cultivating.
In these recent months, Mo Wuji had been rigorously conducting research on smithing. He possessed the book on Equipment Dao, as well as the Guide To Smithing and the Knowledge Of Smithing given to him by Xu Suren.
Mo Wuji had obtained the book on Equipment Dao long ago, but never had the time to study it. If not for the serious injuries he took this time around, in addition to the destruction of Da Huang, it was quite possible that he would never have researched smithing, as his goal for researching it was to restore Da Huang.
One thing that offered Mo Wuji some solace was that even though Lian Yingxian was a Grand Luo Immortal, she hadn’t caused any trouble after living here. Mo Wuji didn’t even seen her cultivate either. Every day, she would only assist Yu Cheng in cleaning the fish that Yu Jingfeng caught. Occasionally, she would also leave Divergent Immortal Village with Yu Jingfeng to trade and exchange goods.
Whenever Mo Wuji conducted his research on smithing, no one would ever bother him. It was almost as if they knew that immortals did not like to interact with mortals.
Due to his frequent refining of array flags, which bore some resemblances to smithing, Mo Wuji already possessed a strong foundation in smithing. The more complex array flags were arguably even harder to refine than some high grade immortal equipment. In addition to this, Master Pu Zi had imparted to him many smithing techniques in the Half Immortal Domain.
In actuality, as an immortal array master, Mo Wuji was very self-aware that if his smithing did not improve, his Array Dao would definitely be adversely affected.
In the Gods Tower, one Immortal Sealing Array could seal countless experts. After suffering in the shackles of the Immortal Sealing Array, Mo Wuji’s belief that he needed to rigorously research Array Dao was further fortified.
Within a month, Mo Wuji could refine and create Grade 4 immortal equipments. Although they were the simplest of that level, it did show that there was certain improvement.
Mo Wuji attributed much of his progress to Xu Suren, who gave him the the Guide To Smithing, and provided many valuable insights into smithing, which hastened his research tremendously. The most complex issues in smithing were all virtually explained by Xu Suren in the book of Equipment Dao. One could say that this book was even more precious than Grade 9 immortal equipment.
One day, while Mo Wuji was refining a Grade 5 immortal long sword, Yu Jingfeng, who usually did not disturb him, knocked on his door. Yu Jingfeng was a young man of good character and morals. After knowing that Jingfeng was the one who saved him, Mo Wuji had even considered accepting him as his disciple. However, Mo Wuji hesitated, as he did not know whether imparting techniques to Yu Jingfeng would benefit him or harm him instead.
After staying at Divergent Immortal Village for so long, Mo Wuji had begun to understand the lives of Yu Jingfeng and his grandfather. They could not cultivate to become immortals, but led fulfilling lives without any boring days, frequently encountering surprises in the Extreme Glade Sea.　　
If he allowed Yu Jingfeng to cultivate, it could very well disrupt the peace and balance in his life. Moreover, after he leaves the village, Yu Jingfeng might perish while gathering resources for cultivation. In comparison, leading a simple life may not have been that bad after all.
The good thing was that Yu Jingfeng had never inquired about the matter of immortal cultivation, which gave Mo Wuji time to take his mind off the issue, until this day, when Jingfeng had come to Mo Wuji’s doorstep.
"Jingfeng, you’re looking for see me?" Mo Wuji asked as he kept his half-refined long sword. At his current level of skill, abruptly ending the refinement of this long sword was equivalent to wasting the effort he had put into refining it to this point. This however, did not concern Mo Wuji as he had a vast amount of low grade smithing materials in his ring, much more than the amount of immortal herbs.
"Yes, brother, I have something that I’ve always wanted to speak to you about, but grandfather didn’t let me bother you for no reason, so I kept it to myself up till now. He is out with sister in law now, which is why I had the chance to come and talk to you in the first place," Jingfeng said in a flurry as he stood at the door.
"It’s only been a month, but you’ve grown quite a bit" Mo Wuji remarked as he invited Jingfeng in. Yu Cheng and Lian Yingxian were indeed not at home. Even though Jingfeng often said that he admired and idolised Mo Wuji, Wuji himself felt that the admiration was a result of Yu Cheng’s teachings.
Wuji no longer shrouded himself with the caution that he once did, as after such a long time, he felt that the differences between immortals and mortals were insignificant.
"Hey, I’m already 14, and seafaring helps me train my physique as well," Jingfeng replied as he earnestly rubbed his own head.
"Where have your grandfather and sister in law gone to?" Wuji asked as he gestured for Jingfeng to sit.
"They’ve gone to Extreme Glade City to get the Thousand Fusing Rice. It’s the harvesting season for it now," Jingfeng said without a second thought.
Mo Wuji knew about Extreme Glade City – In the region of the Extreme Glade Sea there were many villages similar to Divergent Immortal Village, between these villages, there needed to be a set location for the purpose of trade, which led to the formation of Extreme Glade City. Everyone in the villages would come here if they needed to buy anything, and the immortal energy in the air here was as scarce as it was in the other parts of the region.　　
Even though Ji Ke City was a City for mortals in name, there were some cultivators here as well, as the city was, in reality, co-inhabited by low level immortals and mortals. However, the immortals here were either talentless, or were severely limited in their ability to cultivate.
The Thousand Fusing Rice could only be planted in areas near Extreme Glade City, and was the rice ate by most of the regular beings. Every time harvesting season came, all the people living around Extreme Glade City would bring the unique produce from their respective villages and exchange them for Thousand Fusing Rice.
"Jingfeng, your sister in law is gorgeous, I don’t think there are many in this village who can compare to her beauty," Wuji suddenly said while grinning.
Perhaps having sensed Wuji’s relaxed disposition, Jingfeng eased into the conversation. At this point of time, he had completely forgotten that his grandfather once told him that Wuji was an immortal cultivator, and that there were taboos that they could not violate.
"Big brother, it’s not only Divergent Immortal Village, not anyone in Extreme Glade City could match up to my sister in law’s beauty. Have you perhaps fallen for her? But... she has no spiritual roots, it would be impossible for her to cultivate."
Mo Wuji hurriedly leapt to his own defence. "No no no, you’re overthinking, it was just a passing comment. Speaking of which, what happened to your elder brother?"
In his heart, Mo Wuji deeply admired Lian Yingxian, as he did not know how what cultivation technique she used, and what means she had to disguise her cultivation level. Had he not used his spiritual eye, he wouldn’t have been able to assess her cultivation level, which meant that from an outsider’s point of view, Lian Yingxian was a completely ordinary person, which added that much more credibility to the prowess of her concealment technique.
This was different from himself. Apart from a few top-notch cultivators, most cultivators would not be able to asses her cultivation level as he cultivated with the Immortal Mortal Technique, which was unique in that the more one cultivated in the technique, the more ordinary the user would seem.
A memory flashed across Jingfeng’s mind, and after a moment of silence, he said,
"10 years ago, when I was three, my brother came back from the sea and said he had felt some immortal spiritual energy. Afterwards, he sneaked out and went to Extreme Glade city to buy a few books about cultivation, and told me that he had discovered the hidden spiritual roots within him. However, my grandfather refused to even entertain the possibility of him becoming an cultivator, leaving him lost and helpless. He eventually married my sister in law under the insistence of my grandfather.
Less than 3 months after sister in law came, my brother left a letter behind and left the village to join a sect, stating that he had to become an cultivator no matter what. Another few years passed, and people in the village were saying that something bad had happened to my brother while he was out venturing. When the rumours proved to be true, my grandfather allowed sister in law to go home, even giving her the liberty to decide whether she would remarry or not. She has been very kind to us, often dropping by to visit us because she’s worried for grandfather."
"What about your parents?" Wuji asked.
Jingfeng got a little teary.
"Not long after I was born, they got into an accident at sea and never returned."
Mo Wuji sighed.
No matter how safe the Extreme Glade ocean was, it was still a sea in the immortal world, and seafarers would inexplicably face some form of danger.
"What happened to your aunt then? Has she always lived in Divergent Immortal Village? Was she older or younger than your brother?" Wuji asked.
In reality, Mo Wuji was only asking this much for one sole reason - to find out more about Lian Yingxian’s background and history. In his opinion, a Grand Luo immortal, even a genius at that, had to train for a few hundred years before achieving such prowess that Yingxian possessed.
Jingfeng grinned and chuckled, " Big brother, my sister in law is not even thirty yet, if you indeed have feelings for her, my grandfather would definitely approve, I would be happy if you married her!"
Wuji sneered in his mind.
He knew that it was not possible.
"We’ll talk more about his next time, don’t get the wrong idea. Before this, I even thought she was at least 40!"
Still forgetting the fact that Wuji was an immortal, Jingfeng hastily refuted.
"Impossible! What poor judgement you have big brother, my parents and her’s were the best of friends, when she was born, my parents even went to congratulate them!"
Wuji was taken aback by this fact, could it be possible that a person, not even at the age of thirty yet, could reach the later level of Grand Luo Immortal? Even with possession it would seem absurd.
"It must be a mistake on Jingfeng’s part," he thought to himself.
Wuji did not plan on inquiring further, and without even asking about her parents, he decided to change the subject.
"So, Jingfeng, what was it that you wanted to speak to me about?"
It was only at this moment Jingfeng recalled why he was here. Patting the back of his head, he revealed,
"Uhm.. It goes like this big brother, a month ago I caught a Red Herring, and today I went back to the place I caught it in search for more, but before I even got close, a blinding ray of white light rose from the depths of the ocean. Several white lights emerged, and an object shot out from within them, eventually landing in my boat."
While speaking, Jingfeng took out a bunch of broken pieces and passed them to Wuji.
"This is it," Jingfeng said.
Array flag? Mo Wuji knew what they were once he received the pieces from Jingfeng. These pieces were as old as time, and even Wuji didn’t know when they were made.
　　


Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal? 

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Watch as Mo Wuji fights against this destiny with his grit and tenacity. Feel your hearts pound as he goes through exciting adventures and encounters. Cry as tragedies befall him. Smile as he crushes his enemies and forges his own path. Where will his cultivation ultimately lead him?

Hi guys! 
This is my first novel I'm writing so I ask that you bear with me 😅. I've had this concept in my head for a few weeks now and I finally feel like I have the gist down. So I hope you guys enjoy! 

Oh and also before I forget none of this is to be copied or published on any other social media site. Please don't steal my book or my ideas please ! 
Also I know this book sounds a lot like the Avatar, the last Airbender and Divergent. I admit they are similar , but only in the beginning. The ideas and concept of this story are completely different from both stories. 
Once you start reading more you'll notice that they are completely different.
Alrighty now that we got that out the way, you can finally enjoy the book 🙂

In a dystopian world divided into four sectors filled with werewolves, vampires, witches and affinity , you’d think it’d be hard to find yourself and find your purpose. 
Ariel , however knows exactly where she belongs. Growing up in an Air affinity family, she was the only child with a fiery spirit that could never be tamed. 
In this world there is a “coming of age” ceremony held for every 17 year old affinity. At this ceremony they choose the affinity they connect to the most.It’s no surprise what Ariel chooses but what she doesn’t know is that her destiny awaits her and this is just the beginning. Her flame burns brighter and hotter than the brightest star. 
Join Ariel on her journey of fire. She’ll meet some friends,make some enemies, experience love and embrace her true identity. You know, everyday teenager stuff.

Prologue

Rei didn't have many aspirations in his life, he just wanted to be a author and live a happy life.

From a young age, he was infatuated with books. From literary works like «Gone with the wind» to fantasies like the «Harry Potter» series, he had read everything.

The only goal in his life was to become a author. Writing books all day and getting appreciations from his fans at night, it was his dream life.

His infatuations with books led him to work in a library. It was a great job for him, being with books all day made him greatly satisfied but it wasn't enough.

Rei didn't wanted to read books in a library, he wanted to see his books in the library.

That's why he took out his pen and started writing. He didn't have a story in his mind, he just wrote about himself.

For 6 months, he continued to write his first story for  6 months and finally submitted it in a contest.

He didn't thought he would win. Although he had gave everything to write his story, he was not confident of it.

His story was just about a boy who was bullied in school, was afraid of the darkness and whose crush had rejected him but even after those things, he always found peace when he was reading a book.

It was literally about himself just he had changed the story somewhat to make it more entertaining.

He didn't throught that such type of story would work, only people with depression will wanted to read his story.

But reality was different, before he know it, his book was getting published.

Rei was excited but he was not optimistic about the book. He didn't thought that many people will like his book.

But reality was still in his favour, the book sell like pancakes.

He was being hailed as the genius of the literature world.

Before he knew it his dream of becoming a author was fulfilled.

He was now a famous, genius author whose book was a bestseller.

So, what will Rei do next? 

It was to live his dream life!

People started recognizing him in the street Broadcast stations would ask him to appear in their shows, and he became famous at his school.

Rei loved the popularity, and the sense of respect was not half bad either. It felt like his talent was being appreciated.

The bullying was stopped, the teachers who had previously given him a blind eye began appreciating him, the girl who had rejected him became his girlfriend.

Everything was perfect but the problem was his next book.

Rei's next work was a test. After the book had reached its peak of popularity, people were divided into two opposing opinions. 

Rumors kept popping up every day. Some said that he was a genius while others said that he was a fake. 

As much as the crowd loved Rei's work, they had trouble trusting a young author.

Rei didn't pay much attention at the time. It did hurt his feelings, but he was able to remain confident.

After all, he did write the book himself. He thought he would be able to prove to everyone with the following book. He thought it would be a piece of cake for a genius. 

He wasn't entirely happy with how the writing turned out, but that had also happened with the first book. The editor was against Rei's second book, but he didn't listen.

Eventually, he rejected the editor's advice and released his work with another publisher.

That was the start of his end. His next book was a disaster.

The publicity backfired on him. From a young genius, he was now a one-hit wonder.

But he didn't gave up, he thought that just a failure was nothing. He could still make a comeback with his next work.

He thought that he just have to write from his heart but he didn't realise that his heart had changed since he got popular.

After three more books, his career was over. 

He was now a failed author instead of a genius author. 

His career was finished, his girlfriend had left him and he had spend all his money in gambling.

After that years went quickly, he lived a life of depression.

Alcohol, smoking and drugs had made him hollow from the insides but he didn't die.

His dream of becoming a author was still there but he knew it was only a dream for him.

He kept reminiscing about his glorious past but he knew he can only thought about it.

Everyday he started thinking of the reason his career failed.

Was it the stardom? No, it wasn't. It was his ego and impatient that failed him.

He was too proud back then, thinking that he was a genius but he was nothing.

He just wasted away his youth thinking that he was the best but he was only a normal person with a big ego.

'Maybe it will be different if I can start again'

Rei thought as he jumped off the terrace of a building. 

He knew his life can never be the same. He didn't wanted to live a life on the streets. 

After thinking it through, he decided to end his life. 

Every book has its end and in this way the book of Rei's life ended.

Or was it just the beginning....

-Tick click tick click

The sound of keyboard filled the room. The room was dark and only the light coming out of the computer could be seen.

The man working on the computer was old, probably in his mid 40s. He had a shaggy beard and his eyes were tired of life. He looked more like a beggar than someone working in the office.

His name was Ren. He is a author, no, he was a author. He now only write articles for a third grade newspaper, how could he still call himself a author.

There was a time when Ren was still a glorious author living his dream life. That was, when he was 21 years old.

It was the time when Ren was the most worried about his future. His parents wanted him to get a good office job which was stable and pay well but Ren didn't wanted to do office work.

The occupation he aspires to be ever since he was a child was a author. He loved reading books since he was young and that pushed him towards becoming a author.

To prove to his parents that he will be able to earn money as a author, he entered a competition hosted by a publishing company.

He poured his heart out on a novel and wrote it for several weeks nonstop and finally entered the competition. He wanted to win the competition but he didn't knew if he will be able to win or not but luck was on his side.

He unexpectedly won that competition and his book was going to be published. It was like a dream come true for him. 

He was able to prove to his parents that he can make a living as a author and his parents were all smiles when they saw the cheque he received for publishing his book.

Next was his book release, it was more nervous back then. He wanted his book to do well but he was also nervous thinking whether his book will sell or not but luck was again on his side.

His book became one of the best sellers and he unexpectedly won a literary award for it.

After that, his everyday life was filled with media interviews and autograph signing events.

He became famous because of this and he also started appearing on reality shows and radio broadcasts. 

It was like he was living as a superstar. 'The youngest genius in literature' fits well with the public, So he got more and more famous.

He was living his dream life but the problem was his next book. His next book was a test for him to see if he was here to stay or not. 

At that time, his success has blown up his head. He thought that as long as he wrote a decent book, it will surely be a bestseller.

He thought that his books will sell just because of his fame but he forgot that books sell through their content not fame.

His next book was a disaster. The publishing company did huge promotional activities to promote his book but it all went down in drain.

He was harshly criticised for his sloppy writing and weak plot. Several people wrote mean comments on his social media accounts. 

From a star, he was now just a failed author.

He received a major backlash after his book failed. His publishing house cancelled his contract and the parents who were smiling happily seeing the cheque previously kept saying that his decision was wrong and he should have listened to them. 

His downfall began from there. His next few books were also disasters. He wasn't able to write like before. It was like his talent had been stolen by someone.

After that, he did various things to survive. He wrote genre novels and he even worked as a screenwriter but all of them failed.

He became depressed after that. His failures kept stinging him in the back. He even tried to suicide but he was too afraid to do that.

He can only drown himself in alcohol. With that, he became a alcoholic. He lived like that for many years.

It was only when he reached his 40s that he was tired of his life. All of his sorrows were devoured by alcohol and he now wanted to live a better life. 

He again started to write after that. He wrote for nearly six months and finally completed a story but no publisher was ready to publish it.

He already had a bunch of failures before and no publishing house wanted to take that risk even if the story was good.

He again felt despair because of this but he knew he have to survive somehow. That's why he got a job at this second rate newspaper.

He had to write hundreds of articles daily just to survive but what can he do, only a black company would accept someone like him.

'It's already 12:55 A.M.'

Ren stopped typing and rubbed his sleepy eyes as he glanced at the time. The clock was nearing towards 1:00 A.M. which means that a new day had already begun.

'Today I became 47 years old. I am closing towards my 50s.'

Today was Ren's birthday and it was his 47th birthday and in just three years, he will be in his 50s. It was a sad truth for him.

Ren was already a old man but he didn't have anyone to rely on. He don't have any wife as no women would be willing to go out with Ren after seeing his haggard appearance.

It was another sad truth for him. He was really lonely.

As he was thinking of starting working again, the lights of the room suddenly lit up. 

"Manager Shin."

"Oh, Ren you are still here. I thought you already went home."

"I have some articles to write."

The person who entered the room was Manager Shin. He was a young man in his 20s and he is all set to become the next head of the department in a few months.

Despite being young, he was successful completely unlike Ren. His success can be dedicated to his good academic background and his handsome face which even managed to charm the daughter of the president of the company.

Ren didn't like talking to someone who was younger than him with honorifics but he had no choice. He was just a employee while the other person was the manager.

"You can just do your work. I am just here to take my phone which I forgot while leaving."

Manager Shin said as he went to the inner office to find his phone. After a while, he came back with a phone in his hand and while flaunting the phone in his hand, he said to Ren.

"Oh yeah, Ren. I just got the message that Misaki-san will not come to work tomorrow. It seems like she had high fever but the problem is that she had to write some articles about the new book which became a bestseller recently. I hope you can write it instead of her."

"I am tired and I don't want...."

Before Ren could finish his sentence, Manager Shin clicked his tongue and interrupted him.

"Ah, Ren you are a senior here, you should help the juniors and it's only a few articles. You also were a best selling author in the past right. This topic would be easier to write for you. I will be hoping to see those articles on my desk tomorrow."

Manager Shin said as he left the room but Ren definitely heard him mutter 'Did he really think that he is still a best selling author? Fucking failure!'. 

Ren was obviously angry at those words but he can only swallow his anger. He had been listening to things like this since the day he became a failure, he was rather used to it.

'Fucking more articles!'

While cursing, he started searching for information about the bestselling books. It was a bestselling book by a debut writer and it's been on the top for a while now.

It was a situation which was very similar to Ren's. A debut work becoming a bestseller was really unusual. It had to be a great book for it to achieve that.

'Sigh!'

After a while of writing, Ren didn't wanted to continue it. It was because he keep remembering his past while writing the articles.

His glorious days, his fame and his failure…..he didn't wanted to remember it at all.

He took out his smartphone and started checking the messages. It was his birthday but there was no congratulation message and he knew there would be no one congratulating him in the future either.

He don't have any friends and even his relationship with his parents have become desolate. He was really a lonely person wasting oxygen.

As he was looking through some online novels, a sudden message arrived on his phone. It was from a SNS site he frequented on.

It was a message sent by a person whose username was Rowling Panties.

Rowling Panties: Killeray-san, happy birthday to you. I wish you a very happy year. >_<

Killeray was Ren's nickname in that site and Rowling panties was a person he chatted with sometimes. You could even say that he was the only one Ren talk to other than his colleagues.

Killeray: Thank you Rowling panties-san but how do you know that today was my birthday? 

Rowling panties: It's written on your profile. Don't you even know about that? lol.

Killeray: Ah, I forgot about that. lol.

Ren finally remembered that he had written about it in his profile. The site had asked for his information. So, he had just filled it without thinking much.

Nevertheless, Ren was slightly happy as someone had congratulated him.

Killeray: Rowling panties-san, you know that was my first congratulations in several years. Thank you very much.

They exchanged casual conversation for a while and after around ten minutes, the conversation got deeper.

Rowling panties: Really! You were the author of that book. It was actually one of my favourite books. You are pretty famous back then.

Killeray: Yeah, I was. My first book was a success but after that, my career gone downhill because of my wrong choice and now, I am writing articles for a second rate newspaper. lol.

Rowling panties: Yeah, if only you would have made some correct choices, your life would be very much different than today. T_T

Killeray: Yeah, I wish I could turn back time and go to my youth. I will be sure to change my life then.

Rowling panties: Yeah but turning back time is impossible. Do you have any other wishes?

Killeray: Wishes? I don't want anything other than wanting to start my career as a author again. ^_^

After that, there was no more replies for around 10 minutes and Ren also got tired waiting. He was sleepy and tired. He wanted to sleep for a while.

That's why he simply laid down on his desk and closed his eyes. He was really fatigued.

After Ren had fallen sleep, his mobile screen lit up as there was another message.

Rowling panties: I can't send you back in time but as for your wish. I can do that. I also wanted to see what can you achieve if you really got a second chance as a author. Don't disappoint me, my friend.

That was the last message which made the beginning of Ren's journey as one of the best authors in history.

Fame, wealth, prestige, genius, destruction, despair, loss and failure.

Those are the eight words which describes Ren's life completely.

He was hailed as a genius but his arrogance led him to despair. From a genius, he became a failure.

He was just struggling with his life when fate gave him a second chance.

Now, what will he do after he found himself waking up in another world.

The next few of days went by as Aser busied himself with finishing the trials. His understanding of the First Son's Academy had also improved due to his observations. Other than studying, his favorite part of the day was getting lunch in the cafeteria. 

He had discovered a few unusual quirks among his peers. He noticed that some of the boys would always try to approach the girls with flattery at first, but any disagreements would result in them challenging the girls. Yet, the girls would happily accept the challenges and return after some time looking triumphant. This had happened more than a few times over the last few days. 

He had also discovered that most of the larger groups of students were also made out of girls. At the beginning, he was confused as to why it would be as such considering the name of the Academy, but later found out it was due to the three largest student unions being led by girls. 

He had also been observing the auburn haired girl who was essentially his closest friend at the academy even though they had only had a single conversation. She would sit at the same table everyday, and every time she would have a slice of bread with some mixed fruit juice while reading a book. Sneaking glances at her whenever he could, he saw that she would read completely divergent topics everyday. One day, she would be holding a book on the geography of a certain island, and the next day she would bring with her a research paper written on Essence Particles. Another quirky observation he had made was that she wouldn't just read, but would also jot down a few notes on a separate notepad after she finished a few pages. 

At the moment, Aser was sitting across from the auburn haired girl while eating a bowl of broccoli soup with chicken tenders. He saw that the book she brought today was on a topic he was familiar with. It was named "Disposition of Essence Particulates on Constant Velocity", and this topic had been the same as Book 12 of the Essence Cultivation series that Ashes had compiled for him. He remembered that it was truly difficult for him a few weeks ago to wrap his head around the concept, and noticed the slight hints of perplexity on the young girl's face. 

"I had a rough time figuring out the concept of Disposition on Essence as well," Aser said, deciding to help her if he could, "The main reason I was confused was I couldn't understand how Essence would always be moving even though it seemed to stay still when I cultivated. Actually, after thinking about it, I realized that the main reason they seemed static was actually do to our actions of cultivation. It's like, when we don't cultivate, the Essence flows around us, but when we start cultivation, we become a giant vacuum that holds the nearby Essence in place!"

Suddenly, the girl lifted her head and looked at Aser with a sparkling gaze, as if what he had said just now was equal to an epiphany gained from a wise sage. Seeing her look at him so respectfully, Aser scratched his head while his face grew hot. 

"Umm, I'm sure you would have figured it out soon as well…"

"What about cultivation during movement? As far I know, there are also forms of cultivation that can be done during movement, such as Tai Jia cultivation.", the girl suddenly spat out a blurb of words. Listening to her excited voice and the interesting question, Aser started talking with her about his understanding.

An unknown amount of time passed by for the both of them. The food had already turned cold on their plates, and the surroundings had a lot less people shuffling around. The both of them didn't seem to notice any of it, as if they were in their own small bubbles, separated from the mundane due to their fervent discussion. After a while, the both of them suddenly became quiet and started giggling.

"Wow, I didn't know objects in constant velocity would be able to affect particle density even! Haaaah, it's how they say, always better to discuss with a peer than to read on your own." the girl said after a while. 

"Yup, definitely!", Aser nodded while leaning back into his seat. "Oh! I'm sorry about my introduction from a few days ago. My name is Aser Scholt." he added, a hint of awkwardness and fear flitting through his gaze. Ever since he saw the notice, Aser had been very hesitant in introducing himself to others. He didn't want to feel as if he was an animal in a zoo. 

"Umm, I'm Julia. Julia Hawke from the Hawke family in Eastern Shelfield. I realized it was the famous Aser Scholt when you stopped your introduction the other day haha.", Julia replied. "But, are you not from Shelfield Coast City Aser? I don't remember any families going by the last name Scholt?" 

Hearing her question, he lowered his head with a hint of melancholy and sadness. "I'm not from any family. I was raised in an orphanage since I was young." he replied, seemingly upset at his situation. 

"Oh!" feeling slightly awkward, she added, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it's fine. I'm glad you asked, at least now we won't have to feel awkward about it anymore.", Aser said, snapping out of his memories. Even though it had only been a few days, he had already started missing the orphanage and Sister Tully, but he needed to grow up. 

Looking around the cafeteria and noticing it's absence of other people, the duo realized that it was getting late. Getting up from their seats almost simultaneously, they headed to clean up their portions, a silent atmosphere enveloping their surroundings. Grabbing their few belongings, they headed out of the cafeteria. Standing by the entrance for a minute in an awkward silence, Aser turned to her and said, "I should get going. It was nice talking with you. Same time, same place tomorrow?"

Julia nodded her head a bit shyly while mumbling out a barely audible "Okay". Sensing it was time to part, the duo headed towards their destinations. After a few steps though, both of them stopped and realized….they were both going to the library. Sharing a slight glance, Aser couldn't help but start laughing, triggering quiet giggles from the girl beside him. 

Letting go of the awkward atmosphere, they both started chatting while jaunting towards the library. The duo painted a picture of serene youthfulness, the autumn sunset harmonizing with the music of the breeze, creating a melody of a fated meeting.

Beasts had unlocked their System during the Ancient Era, and were once the rulers of the world. A catastrophe had caused them all to go into slumber, ushering in the Venture era where humanity started leaving their settlements to explore. As civilization progressed and tensions rose, humanity fought with themselves for the large swathes of territory. Near the end of the Conquer era, the beasts started awakening from their slumber and pushed humanity to the brink of destruction. Through efforts from humanity's top leaders, the system was unlocked for man, and thus began the era of Enlightenment. 

The goal of everyone in this era is to get enlightened, to seek Ascension. Now every child, every family, every influence seek to be an Ascended like the heroes of their world. 

Aser, an Unknown child raised in an orphanage in the Southern Seas. Like others, on his 7th birthday, the system had awakened in his mind, but he realizes he's special. As he explores the mysteries of the System, our protagonist strives to excel, to prove his worth in the world of Gigantis, to find his parents and to figure out the path to Ascension.

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This is a rebirth story of a normal girl, Kylie. She was a normal girl, living a normal life. Married and had kids. Nothing outstanding about her, but nothing terrible either. Then she was attacked and left to die. 

Her soul screamed in pain at having to leave behind two small children that needed her, yet she couldn't do anything. As she entered eternal darkness ... it took her some time to realise that she was not dead. She was alive, only yet to be born.

And she was a boy.

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✔ MC is OP 
✔ Sincere Brotherhood
✔ True sibling bonding 
✔ Humour (I try)
✔ Action
✔ Slow Romance 
✔ Revenge/Face slapping 
✔ Sensitive issues (LGBT, r*pe - but not that the MC is a r*pist)


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Hi. Thanks for dropping by. Please bear in mind that I am a new author, and English is not my first language. I am writing because I find it enjoyable, and am only now finding the courage to actually pen it out for others to read.

This is a rebirth story of a girl who had lived one life, and will experience another. Follow her along her journey of discovery: of herself, as she walks an entirely new path. Yet, at the same time, she seeks to find closure from her old life. 

World background: Current Earth, with names of countries being just Country J, Country SA etc. 

First, the MC is the typical OP character. Second, it's a slice of life story mixed with OPness of MC. If you don't like Gary Sue / OP characters, with a slow story pace, then this is not for you. 

There are elements of adventure/action, romance, some comedy and a little bit of mystery.  It is also a story about friendship and the bonds we make as we grow up.

The rating is due to certain scenes and sensitive issues from Volume 3 onwards. 

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Once Yalina started working, she became a totally different person. With a solemn face, she was so completely focused that she had forgotten about Han Jin's existence; she was too engrossed in administering magical doses and burning magic arrays. Cessacioun, who was Yalina's assistant, naturally stayed around her.
Han Jin felt a little bored. Although the lab was huge and there were numerous items in the room, he didn't dare touch any of it. It was painful enough to rent the laboratory for two thousand gold coins a day. If he were to accidentally break something, wouldn't he have to compensate for it?!
Reading was the only thing that he could do. However, most of the books were either related to potions or magical arrays. Han Jin couldn't understand any of it. Even after continuously flipping through more than a dozen books, none caught his attention.
Han Jin lost his interest, but just about when he was about to do something else, a book with a very simple cover caught his eye. Judging by the color change of the leather, it was very old. 
Han Jin held the thought of just checking out one last book, so he took out the magic book and flipped through it. It looked decent and there wasn't any messy runes.
Han Jin leaned against the bookcase, turned the book to the first page, and started reading it seriously; this book should be an amateur magician's reading material. The contents of the book were simple and easy to understand, just like its outer packaging.
The author of the book believed that the world was composed of eight elements. Various animals , humans, and even gods were also composed of the eight elements. Han Jin had sufficient knowledge about the situation of the mainland to know that no one dared discuss about gods, therefore the authors words were considered outrageous. If the book were to be seen by anyone from the Magic Guild or the church, the author would be in big trouble. However, judging from the already discolored pages, it should have been from a long time ago.
After reading the preface, the following was an introduction for various elements. In front of every chapter, the author made an evaluation for the elements. For example, the author believed that the fire element was a source of civilization, and the water element was the cradle of life, and so forth.
After reading through the four main elements, which were fire, water, earth and air, it introduced the elements of light and darkness. The author had made a large effort to appraise the light element while giving a major attack towards the element of darkness. This was normal as most races on the ground hated darkness, while the abyss races hated the light.
After about seventeen to eighteen pages, Han Jin changed his posture. The following then introduced the seventh element: the spiritual element. The author valued the spiritual elements greatly and even said that the spiritual element was the mother of the six major elements. As it went on, Han Jin gave a heavy expression. The spiritual element that was mentioned by the author was similar to Taoism. Regardless of if it were to display symbols or to manipulate magic weapons, one must have enough mental strength to support it. The greater the power of the symbol, and the higher the level of the magic weapon, the more mental strength would be required. This was like cutting wood; anyone would be able to lift an axe that weighed ten kilograms, but if the axe were to weigh up to a hundred kilograms, or even a thousand kilograms, it would require a body that was strong enough to carry it. Otherwise, not only would they be unable to cut firewood, they may even hurt themselves. 
Lastly, it was the eighth element. The author had only used at most a paragraph to evaluate the first seven elements, but the author used an entire page to evaluate the eighth element. It had even ended with a statement that was in a bold handwriting: the reason why only gods can be gods was because they have mastered the secrets of the eighth element!
Han Jin's heart itched in curiously as he continued reading. He hurriedly turned over a page and was left stunned. There was nothing there; the back of it was the cover! Han Jin did not give up and simply closed the back cover. The author's signature wasn't even on the yellowish cover. Then, he flipped to the last page of the book and slowly turned the pages over. It was still blank and there was no trace of tearing. Thus, it was obvious that the book had not been destroyed; it was the author who had decided to stop writing. 
This magic book is serialized?! Han Jin put the book aside and carefully looked through the bookcase. As long as the appearance of the book looked old, he would take it out and have a look. For some time, he walked from one end of the bookcase to another, flipping through countless magic books, but still failed to find a sequel. 
Han Jin sighed helplessly; Grandmother, I've met a eunuch!! But, Han Jin wasn't one who would easily give up. He paused for a moment and suddenly thought of an idea. In order to not affect Yalina, he hid in a corner and quickly swayed his hands. A mist appeared out of thin air and it slowly condensed into water droplets of various sizes on Han Jin's palms. Han Jin then placed the water droplets on the pages without any modesty and silently waited for a miracle to happen.
After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Han Jin then thought for a while and released the Three True Fire. He carefully observed as he grilled the pages. Even until they curled up, still nothing happened.
For quite some time, Han Jin had been battling with the magic book. For example, using his nails to scratch the pages, looking for possible interlayers, reading under a bright light, checking for any residual writing, etc. It didn't discourage Han Jin even after failing over and over again. From one point of view, this reflected his strong perseverance, but the weathered yellow magic book had been tortured by him till it became completely tattered.
Han Jin was even more focused than Yalina - to a point where he went all out and couldn't even hear Yalina's surprised voice. He didn't even know that it was already bright outside.
"Raphael, what are you doing?" Yalina's voice rang from behind Han Jin. 
At this moment, Han Jin had closed one eye and placed a fire magic crystal in front of him. As he recovered, he reluctantly put away the magic crystal and looked very disappointed. It seemed that there were no secrets in the book; it was just that the author had decided not to write anymore. Damn it, stupid eunuch!
Yalina didn't get a response from Han Jin even after waiting for a long time. It surprised her and so she went over, snatched the magic book away, and flipped through the pages. She looked up at him with a teasing look and said, "Raphael, you want to become god?"
Anyone who heard this sentence would burst out into laughter. Trying to become god... this was too absurd. It was something that no one would even dream about; it would be more realistic to dream about becoming The Superiors. But Han Jin was different from the others; he was a cultivator. The reason for his cultivation? It was for the purpose of feathering into a fairy - to be sealed as god. It was to be with heaven and earth, along with the sun and the moon. If it wasn't to become god, what was his purpose as a cultivator?!
Yalina's words hit Han Jin in the head. He was stunned as he didn't know how to react.
Yalina smiled and threw the magic book to Han Jin. Then, she walked away and said, "The book was written by a madman by the name of Richard. He had even died in the madhouse. Hehe... you better not believe his rubbish. There are only seven elements in the world; why would there be eight? It's just..." Suddenly, Yalina's body froze and turned around bit by bit. She stared at Han Jin with a face full of shock.
"What's wrong?" Han Jin asked. He was dumbfounded while seeing Yalina walk towards him fiercely as if he were an enemy.
Yalina continued walking and only stopped when she was directly in front of Han Jin; their bodies were almost stuck together. She stared at Han Jin and whispered, "Tell me, is there really an eighth element in this world?"
"What?" Han Jin was even more confused. A moment ago, Yalina had scornfully said that the author was a madman, and now, suddenly, there was a total change in her attitude. This made no sense.
"The magic that you unleash uses the eighth element! That's why we can't sense the magic fluctuations, just like how we can't sense the presence of the eighth element! Right?!" Yalina said it clearly, word-by-word, but her tone seemed heavy. This was because the things that she was saying had subverted the roots of magic. After all, Yalina was a young magician, and was more open to accepting new ideas. If it were an older magician, they wouldn't even think in this direction, no matter how surprised they were by Han Jin.
"What are you saying? I used the eighth element?!" Han Jin asked inexplicably.
"Trying to act innocent? I'll expose you!" Yalina bit her lips and suddenly spread out her palms. "Give it to me!"
"Yalina, what's wrong?" Cessacioun walked over and saw that both Han Jin and Yalina were acting strange.
"Cessacioun, go back. It's got nothing to do with you!" Yalina said it in a commanding tone. She wasn't venting, but the thing that Han Jin had mastered was a huge secret. If Cessacioun were to come over, the possibility of getting Han Jin to reveal the secret would become even slimmer.
Cessacioun was shocked but still retreated.
"What do you want?" Han Jin couldn't help but took a step back. The distance between them was too close; he could even smell Yalina's fragrance.
"The magic crystal just now." Yalina's hands trembled with excitement. Finally! She had finally solved the mystery!! Han Jin could always easily release magic spells that she had never seen before, but she could never sense the magical fluctuation. It had always greatly confused her, but now everything was solved because of the presence of the eighth element!
Han Jin took out a fire element magic crystal from the space ring and handed it to Yalina. Yalina once again grabbed the magic book and copied Han Jin. She closed one of her eyes and then placed the magic crystal in front of her while seriously observing the book.
Yalina took a much longer time than Han Jin. She didn't know which page Han Jin had been reading, so she could only flip through the pages one by one. However, from the first page to the last, she couldn't find anything. She looked up at Han Jin in suspicion, then continued to flip the book from back to front.
Han Jin was stupefied as he looked at Yalina; he couldn't understand her intentions.
"You played me! This wasn't the magic crystal from just now!" Yalina screamed in anger.
"I... don't really remember," Han Jin said. He really couldn't remember. Just now, he had just randomly picked a fire element magic crystal. The shape of the magic crystals were almost the same; how could he differentiate them properly?
"Give it to me!" Yalina spread out her hand again.
Han Jin then took out a magic crystal that was similar to what he remembered, passed it to Yalina, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me what you're looking for?"
"What were you looking at just now?" Yalina asked in return.
Han Jin was out of words. Obviously he couldn't say that he wanted to be god and ended up looking for the secrets in the book.
Yalina didn't respond to Han Jin and once again carefully flipped through the book. However, the result was inevitable; she found nothing.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"You played me again! This isn't the magic crystal from just now!"
"Yalina, I really can't remember. Plus, both of them were fire element magic crystals and there is no difference."
Yalina looked at Han Jin sternly, trying to distinguish if Han Jin was actually telling the truth. Then, suddenly placed the magic book back into her space ring.
"That... That seems to be someone else's?"
"There are so many books here anyway; they won't notice if one goes missing," Yalina blandly said before heading up the ladder. 
"What about Edwina's longbow?" Han Jin then remembered the important issue.
"It's done." Cessacioun sighed. He really couldn't figure out what had happened between Han Jin and Yalina, especially Han Jin. Yalina's scream was really loud; Han Jin really didn't hear any of it? 
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When Yalina presented the longbow in front of Edwina, she was completely shocked; she could hardly believe her eyes. Winston had purposely vacated a room and transformed it into a dining room so that everyone could get together. All of them were present at the scene since it was during breakfast.
There wasn't anything fancy about the longbow since they had made it themselves. The two dwarfs wouldn't add on anything by themselves, so they just did exactly what Yalina had told them to. The back of the bow was painted black and other than the mysterious runes, there weren't any additional decorations, so it looked a little rudimental. The dragon's rib had now turned blue, a tint as clear as the sky, connecting the arches together. It was stretched tightly, and it looked like a ray of glimmering light.
"I hope you like it." Yalina smiled.
"This is for me?" Edwina asked.
Han Jin was also looking at Edwina. He hadn't noticed that when Yalina and him had walked into the dining room, the formerly restless Sunier had slowly lowered her head. Then, as everyone was focused on the magical bow, Sunier had quietly stood up and left.
However, Han Jin, Moxinke and the others had already become an inseparable group after going through several thrilling adventures together. Although Han Jin was sloppy and did not notice Sunier's abnormality, the others did.
Reg stood up, slowly walked towards Han Jin, and lightly tapped his shoulder. After Han Jin turned around, he gave him a look and walked out of the dining room.
"Something wrong?" Han Jin followed Reg outside and asked softly.
"You should go comfort Sunier." Reg sighed.
"Sunier?" Han Jin turned around and looked around the dining room, but he wasn't able to find her. "What happened?"
"Did you tell her to go get some rest yesterday?"
"I did; what's wrong?"
"Then, after Sunier went to bed, you sneaked out with Yalina?"
"Sneaked out... this phrase seems a little inappropriate?" Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"Is it inappropriate for you, or for Sunier?" Reg slowly said. "Anyways... yesterday, after Sunier went to bed, she suddenly remembered something and wanted to look for you. She found out that you were gone, so she alarmed all of us. Later on, we found out that the other person who was 'missing' along with you was Yalina. Heh... you can ponder upon it yourself."
Han Jin blinked and realized the seriousness of the problem.


One of the few self-cultivator who exist in this modern world; due to an unfortunate event, completely destroyed his body in an explosion. Using all his effort to save his primordial spirit, he ended up in an strange magical world and had to start all over again. From a fallen aristocrat to the Warlord of Chaos, this can no longer be summarise as legendary; this is the life of the God of War.

Chenhui Building, eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, according to the tabulations, Feng Yun website has already broken past the 2.4 million mark of daily IPs. And it's still increasing at a rapid speed." The secretary's forehead brimmed with sweat as he stood in front of the manager, Zhang Wenyang, and cautiously said, "Moreover, their updated books in these three days have exceeded 3,500. It's going to catch up with ours soon. Manager Zhang, what do you think…"
"This Feng Yun website definitely has a master assisting it." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the writing desk and slowly said, "These six tactics have evidently aimed at the vitals; we haven't thought of this back then. Looks like the enemy is very strong this time." 
"Yes, Manager Zhang, what should we do? Should we think of a way to launch a counterattack?" The secretary anxiously said, "It won't do to just sit here and wait! Why don't we ask the Young Master's side for advice?"
"Mm, does Young Master know about this?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
"For now he probably still doesn't know about it. Manager Zhang, you're trying to say…" The secretary asked.
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Report this first. See what the Young Master thinks about it and whether he has any instructions."
"Alright!" 
…
"Dali, news has just come from Zhong Dian. There has been a huge increase in the updated novels from Feng Yun website these few days," Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap and preparing to take an afternoon nap. She anxiously said, "Now, the number of novels updated in these three days has already exceeded 3,000. We only have around 4,000 of them on our Zhong Dian website currently. If it continues on like this, we'll lose!"
"Oh… It's not a big problem, it's fine…" Hong Dali listlessly said, "What kind of big thing is this, it doesn't matter…"
"You're really…" Tang Muxin couldn't help but feel like kicking him ferociously. "Can you not be so carefree!"
Hong Dali said without hesitation, "I can't!"
Tang Muxin angrily said, "If we lose, it will cost 50 million, 50 million! It's not a small figure, and we'll lose everything we've previously won!"
"I know." Hong Dali turned his body over and prepared to sleep. "Get them to just do as they deem fit."
"Ahhhhh!" Tang Muxin was enraged. "Are you not the least bit concerned about it!"
"This novel website was all along for me to squander on…" Hong Dali mumbled. "Why would I care whether it earns money or not?"
Tang Muxin despondently said, "Forget it, I'll ask them to think of a way themselves. I've really been defeated by you, you prodigal!"
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger. "It's superprodigal!"
…
Eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, Young Master's side, Young Master's side says…" The secretary violently swallowed his saliva. "Young Master asks us to do as we deem fit."
"Hu…" Zhang Wenyang took in a deep breath and said, "Looks like the matter it's difficult to handle this time! Mm, how about this, go and inform the finance department to up the latest welfare benefits policy. Since the other party is so willing to spend money, then, of course, we need to follow suit. Increase the perks for the authors and then give discounts for the readers."
"OK." The secretary thought for a while, then asked again, "What about the smartphone reading app?"
"Increase a few more recommendation slots for the smartphone reading app." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while, then said, "For now, let's adopt a more prudent guideline. Let's not care about whether the other party's data is good or not first. Anyway, if they can continue wasting money, we can too. But we mustn't copy them entirely. How about this, go and get the finance department to apply for some funds for more advertisements to increase our popularity. At the same time, go to the online novel forum to expose the earnings of the smartphone reading app side. To the authors, the earnings is the most practical aspect. Quickly go!"
"Alright!" 
…
While Zhong Dian website and Feng Yun website were waging a huge battle, at an unassuming corner in the online literature industry, something that wasn't counted as a big thing had happened.
On July 24, 2014, an ongoing fantasy novel on Feng Yun website, "Martial Spirit," had updated another chapter. After more than 10 hours, it stopped updating on July 25. Just as the readers were anxiously waiting for the next chapter, "Martial Spirit" updated a single chapter.
The title of the chapter was: "A fantasy dream abruptly stopped, author Luo Xue's sudden death." 
And its content only contained one sentence: "On July 25, 2014, author Luo Xue dies suddenly in front of the computer."
In the group chats for Feng Yun website authors—
Author One: "Have you all heard of it? An author on our website, Luo Xue, has suddenly died in front of the computer. So tragic!"
Author Two: "I've heard of it, sigh. Who would have thought that this person would die just like that? So fragile." 
Author Three: "Speaking of which, I have had some encounters with Luo Xue before. He's quite nice. Back then, the results of my book weren't very good and I requested for his help to recommend my chapter. He didn't show any hesitation and helped me do it. Sigh, what a pity, he's such a nice person…"
Author Four: "The latest news are out, everyone, do you want to know?"
Author One: "Of course, quickly say it!"
Author Four: "Luo Xue's fees are 100 yuan per 1,000 words. But he types quickly, over 20 thousand words per day. He tired himself to death, what a pity." 
Author Two: "Is that so, but the fee of 100 yuan per 1,000 words is not low. Why does he have to work so hard?"
Author Four: "Speaking of which, he got this fee because of our website. Actually, with his results, his fee would be more or less around 20 yuan per 1,000 words. But because he's very experienced, back during the merger, in order to keep him, the boss offered him a price of 100 yuan per 1,000 words. I heard that he has a handicapped father at home, and his mother doesn't have much income. He still has a sister schooling. So he goes all out in writing his novels to earn money! Think about it, 100 yuan per 1,000 words, 20 thousand words per day, one month would bring him 60 thousand yuan. It's not little. But that won't do, he still needs to pay for his father's treatment and prepare to get married and buy a house. Initially, he was thinking of exerting himself for this period of time, but who knew such a thing would happen. What a pity, sigh…"
Author Three: "It's such a pity. His family must be devastated, right? Has the website done anything about it?"
Author Four: "Not at the moment. I'm not sure what the website can do, let's wait for further news."
…
Tianjing City Center, Pailun Office Building, sixth floor, Feng Yun website headquarters.
Ko Gohon and Shiroishi Kazuma were sitting on the sofa in Feng Yun website headquarters, looking at the documents in their hands.
"Young Master Gohon," Shiroishi Kazuma, after reading all the documents, asked Ko Gohon, "The author of 'Martial Spirit,' Luo Xue, has suddenly died. What do you plan to do about this?"
"He's just an author. If he's dead, then let it be. His fees are not low." Ko Gohon casually placed the document aside. "He doesn't have many subscriptions. We'd previously offered him such a high fee because we'd taken his experience into account. He doesn't belong to our Jaban Empire, so it doesn't matter that he's dead. I don't plan to waste money on him again."
"Mm, a discarded chess piece." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded. "I can only express my condolences."
GM Liu of Feng Yun website stood in front of the two of them in trepidation as he carefully asked, "Then, may I know your opinions about this matter…"
"Deal with it subtly." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "Cancel all the upcoming recommendations for his books. I believe that not long later, this matter will be forgotten by everyone. Remember, we want to earn profits from now on. Now that we've already invested a lot of capital, we can't go on like this."
"O… OK…"
…
July 25, 2014, at 9:00 PM.
"Martial Spirit," which was currently on the recommendation lists, had silently been replaced by another book. There was completely no news about this throughout the entire process, and it didn't attract anyone's attention.
…
July 26.
A loyal reader of "Martial Spirit," as usual, wanted to read the book through the recommendation slot. Alas, he found that that book that was initially on the recommendation slot had been replaced by another book. This reader searched for it for a long while, and after confirming that it couldn't be found, he could only go to the bookshelf to read it—not all readers would update their books on the bookshelf. Evidently, this reader was one of them.
Then, very soon, he discovered that he couldn't find "Martial Spirit" on the bookshelf as well.
In the readers' group chat—
Reader: "Does anyone know what happened with 'Martial Spirit'? Why has it disappeared from the recommendation slot and it can't even be found in the bookshelf? What exactly happened to it?"
Reader One: "Martial Spirit? The author is already dead. It's quite a pity. I heard that he died all of a sudden at the keyboard due to over-exhaustion, sigh."
Reader Two: "Yes, what a pity. I was still planning to subscribe to his book to express my condolences, but now I can't even find it."
Reader: "What is the website doing? It isn't doing anything about it?"
Reader Three: "They should be playing the matter down. Probably, not long later, everyone will completely forget about it. There aren't many people reading it in the first place. It's just that their behavior is really cold, sigh…"
In the authors' group chat—
Author One: "Have you guys discovered? 'Martial Spirit' is gone, it can't be found anymore."
Author Two: "I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't say that, it's really gone."
Author Three: "Sigh, the way they handled this matter is not nice…"
…
Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, I heard that a few days ago, there was a writer with the pen name of 'Luo Xue' at Feng Yun website that suddenly passed away. Do we need to do anything about it?" The secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
"The writer suddenly passed away?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin. "This is truly tragic. Go and ask Young Master about it. He should have some ideas. Our Young Master is very kind, I believe he'll do something about it. Let's not intervene in this."
"OK."
…
Chenhui Building, ninth floor, Caiwei Entertainment.
"Oh? You're saying that an author has suddenly passed away? This is truly a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin. "Can you contact this author's family?"
The secretary shook his head and said, "Only Feng Yun website has his contact details. We can't contact them at the moment."
"Is that so…" Hong Dali thought for a while, then he took out his smartphone. "I'll go and ask!"
Very soon, the call had gotten through. Hong Dali asked, "Young Master Gohon, hello. Hehe. I want to ask whether you've got the contact number of that Luo Xue?"
"Oh? Young Master Dali, do you have any ideas about it?" Ko Gohon sniggered. "I do have the contact details."
"That's good. How about this, I'll buy all the copyrights of his book. State your price." Hong Dali said.
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyrights of his book?" Ko Gohon was elated. This prodigal Hong Dali had come to him on his own accord. Of course he had to seize this opportunity to get some money from him. Thus, he directly demanded an exorbitant price. "One million."
Alas, Hong Dali directly agreed without even thinking. "OK!"


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


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