Realistic love story, he sweeps her off her feet.

Katrina is linked to the Andersons through Carl. When Carl was alive, the rest of the family did not accept Katrina. Now that he has died, they are eager to cut off everything with her. She felt so sad for her Uncle's death, but his family still wanted to drive her out. Anxious not to give her a chance to bid farewell. 
Without Carl, Katrina knows that the Andersons have no reason to keep her in their lives. Uncle Anderson is the only one who gave me a home. There's no need to keep ties with them if they don't want me in their lives.
Katrina promises, "Don't worry. In the future, I will never contact any of you again! I came here to see him for the last time,"
"Katrina, you'd better remember that, or we'll make you regret it!" Sophie threatens her.
Standing behind Katrina, Aaron watches as the Andersons hurl abuse at her and sever all relations with her. He had no intention of intervening with the family feud, but when they accuse Katrina as a murderer and cut off ties with her, he can't stay silent anymore.
Aaron steps beside Katrina and wraps an arm around her shoulders. Dark eyes sweeping over the aggressive women, he says in a cold voice, "You're the ones who should remember what happened today! Believe me; if you keep ranting against her, I will not let you pass, easily,"
They all suddenly realize that Katrina is not alone. A handsome man suddenly steps in and warn her. His presence makes Sophie feel a little fear. 
Sophie is speechless to see Aaron holding Katrina so protectively. With his good looks and dignified temperament, Aaron is no doubt an extraordinary man. Who is this man? Why is he so protective of Katrina? What does he mean by that? Why is he threatening me?
Samuel recognizes Aaron immediately. "Aaron Wilson?" he asks in disbelief, gawking at the realization. Samuel thought that they couldn't afford to offend Mr. Wilson. 
Before Carl died, he groomed Samuel to take over the family business by teaching him how to run the company and taking him to social engagements. As a businessman, Samuel knows about Aaron's identity. With Aaron's legendary status, he is not qualified to even set up a meeting with him. He is the most dangerous man in the business world. No one dares to humiliate him. 
Despite not knowing who Aaron is, Winnie and Sophie can tell from his behavior and Samuel's shock that he is someone of great importance.
Aaron doesn't care about the Andersons' reaction to seeing him. He takes out a checkbook from his pocket and writes down a series of numbers before signing his name and tearing it off. "One million! Is that enough? I hope this huge money would shut your mouth immediately," A sarcasm added to Aaron's voice while looking at Sophie. 
The family is too shocked by Aaron's actions to understand and respond.
Aaron sweeps his eyes over them in disdain. "Katrina has been living in your house for many years. One million should be enough to pay for her so-called debt to you. If it's not enough, tell me, and we can be done with you!"
Realization dawns on Winnie. "He wants to pay for the years we took her into the family? This bitch finds a sugar Daddy, but the man looks dignified and young!" 
Katrina lives a simple life. While she was in their care, she only needed money for necessities like clothing and food. Even with the tuition for her education, it wouldn't cost much.
One million is more than enough. If this man wants to pay for her debts, we're not going to refuse! Despite the temptation to ask for more, Winnie is too frightened of Aaron to do so. She stutters out, "I-it should be enough. Thank you,"
Aaron sneers and throws the check right at Winnie's face, and she hurries to catch it.
With a steely look, he says in a cold voice, "This is Katrina's reimbursement for all the years you took her in. From now on, she has nothing to do with you. Remember everything you told her today and don't trouble her again. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"
The whole family is deeply shocked. They can't believe that someone would be going to protect Katrina this way. 
When Katrina turns to Aaron in awe and disbelief, he squeezes her shoulder in comfort.
Aaron knows that the Andersons think they have the right to bully and humiliate Katrina because they adopted her. He hates nothing more than their entitled attitude towards her. Now that they're cutting all ties with her, he wants to seize the opportunity to repay all of Katrina's so-called debt and warn them against bullying her again. He can't let this Anderson family humiliate his future wife. 
It doesn't matter if they don't like her. I'll shower her with all the love she deserves. As long as I'm with her, I'll never let her suffer their abuse again! 
Every dog has its day. If they get into trouble and need help in the future, they better not bother Katrina for help! She doesn't owe them anything anymore, and she doesn't have any obligation to help them! I will remember what they said against her. She may be an orphan, but for me, she's the most precious gift that I have. 
With that, Aaron takes Katrina by the hand and strides out of the hospital. "Let's go back home, and you owe nothing to them starting today. Bear that in your mind,"
Katrina didn't reply, and she let him hold her hands. With Aaron's protection, she feels safe. 
A multitude of emotions rushes into Farrah as she watches the scene unfold. She is impressed by the way Aaron came to Katrina's aid and how he handled the situation.
For the sake of Katrina's dignity, he gives the Andersons a check so she would no longer feel burdened by gratitude for Carl's kindness to her. In one swift action, he was able to fix all of her problems with that wretched family! 

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT INSIDE THIS NOVEL. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, DON'T READ THIS ONE] 

His business rivals drugged a cold-hearted and handsome CEO, and the medicine intoxicated his whole body. The only way to cure him is through sexual contact. He went to the hospital to have his antidote, and a young nursing student who substituted someone to save this mysterious man fell into his trap. The ordeal lasted for three nights in a row. 

The man disappeared like he never existed before. After how many years, while she gradually discovers the mystery of her father's death, they meet again. For four years, he barely slept through full nights, and he developed severe insomnia caused by the drug.

Accidentally, he accused her of being a thief. He captured and imprisoned her; however, vague memories of the scent and woman's body that served him during his struggling moment keeps haunting him. The smell of her body is like magic, gradually calming his restless nerve and making him sleep. 

He possessed her immediately and promised not to let her go the time he laid his eyes on her. He discovered she is the same woman who had become his antidote that night, yet he concealed the truth because she strives to flee away from him. No wonder he got a sense of déjà vu when he first saw her and smelled her fragrance. No wonder he was so enamored by her and her body. It turns out that she's the woman he often dreams about, the first significant woman in his life. The woman he is longing for and his beautiful nightmare.

He fell in love with her and does all means to make her his wife. She wanted her freedom, and she refused him several times. The painful memory of the past keeps haunting her, and she promised to take revenge on a man who assaulted her four years ago. 
Would she fall in love with the man who takes advantage of her that night? Does the mysterious man, love at first sight, will change their fate? How long could he stand against her hatred to win her trust and love?






Special Note: If you are looking for a sweet contemporary-romance genre, this novel doesn't have that kind of plot. Most plots of my novel talk about mystery, suspense, and a slice of life. Often FL starts a slow pace of development, from weak to strong.

Li Yu Rong watched Asya follow the servant all the way until she disappeared from sight. He stared a bit lost in thought before bringing his gaze down to the hand that had held her around the waist. He flexed his fingers slightly as if trying to keep within them her gentle warmth and softness.

 Sigh...

 Since he had spent the entire afternoon to late evening teaching Asya to understand his words, there was neglected work to be done. However, before he touched upon the loathsome drudgery, he had a much more important matter to attend.

 Carefully storing away Asya's writing practice, Li Yu Rong laid out a clean sheet of rice paper. He dipped the ink brush into the inkstone well to saturate the brush in ink. The bristles made of fine arctic fox fur gracefully glided across the page. A lengthy letter was soon written after a series of gentle sweeps and re-dunking into the inkwell.

 Li Yu Rong waved a hand to help dry the ink before folding and sealing the missive. Infusing it with a bit of a spirit energy, he placed an array to ward away prying eyes.

 "See to it that this gets there safely and without fail."
 
 A rush of wind and then the sealed letter vanished without a trace.

 Another sheet of rice paper was laid before him, yet rather than gliding the brush in more graceful sweeps, he laid the brush down in the holder. His brow twitched with a hint of annoyance.

 "Paoxiao, if you have something to say, come in and say it. If not, take your pacing elsewhere, it's distracting."

 The sound of agitated and tromping steps paused. In the time it took to steep a cup of tea a hesitant figure entered the study to take a seat upon a cushion in front of the desk. Hands resting on his knees, Paoxiao opened his mouth to say something yet nothing managed to come out in the end.

 Li Yu Rong made no moves to rush him and waited for the demon to speak, yet as he kept floundering the prince began to feel his patients slip.  Eventually, Paoxiao finally found the courage to ask. "What are you planning to do with that human girl?"

 Brows knit at the suddenness of the strange and unexpected question, Li Yu Rong said with a bit of an edge. "This concerns you, because...?"

 Rather than answering Paoxiao went on to say, "I saw that thing on her arm. You forcibly placed a contract on her, why?" He had almost dropped the tray of food he was holding as he caught a glimpse of the markings on her left hand when she had reached out to receive it.

 Fists clenched beneath the table, within his sleeves. Li Yu Rong's crimson eye flashed with a guilty anger. "She agreed to it!" He protested.

 "How?" Paoxiao shot back. "It's clear to see that she doesn't understand anything! You fooled her into it, and if you're planning to do anything to her I'll-"

 "What tiger's blood did you drink to argue with me like this? To threaten me?" He murmured softly, eyes narrowed to slits, a sure sign of his anger shifting toward something murderous.

 At that, Paoxiao deflated. A hand moved up to touch the slave binding contract at his neck before falling away.  He took a breath and shifted his sight toward the bookshelves at his left to then say, slightly embarrassed, "she has a smile like my sister." Then, in a stronger voice he said with narrowed eyes, "a person who can smile like that isn't bad. Your ruthlessness against humans is widely known, I won't let you do anything to hurt her."

 The prince scoffed lightly. He wasn't unnecessarily ruthless without just cause. Those that plotted against him and those that thought to use him, how could he let them go easily?

 Calming down, Li Yu Rong picked the brush back up and filling it with ink wrote out another missive. He handed the completed and sealed letter over to Paoxiao. "Take this and deliver it to Commander Jiang. Be quick and don't allow for yourself to be seen."

 Normally this would be left to one of his servants with the name Ying, but this rambunctious demon seemed to have too much time and energy on hand. With the contract in place, it would be fine for him to run this errand in the Mortal Realm.

 Paoxiao accepted the missive wordlessly and left, feeling stifled at heart. He wanted to argue more but understood that making Li Yu Rong -who was stronger than him- angry wouldn't be beneficial in any way.

 Therefore, he resolved to himself silently to watch over that strange girl and try to foil any vicious plots. He couldn't really see what the contract was but knew that the markings were different from a Slave Binding Contract. This fact made him feel slightly better.

 Paoxiao had been unable to protect his sister years and years ago when the previous Gate Guardian came to their village and snatched her up for the Mortal Realm. So, when he saw that girl who smiled like his elder sister he felt a deep need to look out for her.

 If he could protect that girl with a similar smile he felt he could make up for failing to prevent his sister's abduction. He felt that by protecting her, he could have a chance at finding his sister in the Mortal Realm.



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 A door gently pulled open and then pulled shut. Li Yu Rong softly made his way toward the bed where the red-haired girl lay happily sleeping. The gentle rise and fall of her chest and light sounds of her breath put him at ease. The tenseness of his shoulders relaxed as he sat beside her at the edge of the bed.

 His fingers brushed the red strands of hair from her face and then trailed lightly down the smooth skin of her cheek, to her chin, and then down her neck before stopping. Her presence felt like a balm to his tattered soul.

 It was inexplicable how a single person could move another so completely, even within just a single moment of meeting. The way she had looked at his eye, the way she reached out to touch it in wonder, the way she said his name, and the way she trembled in his embrace all moved him to breathlessness.

 Never before had Li Yu Rong desired to possess a person so completely. Never before had he felt a need to keep a person even if it meant underhanded trickery.

 Shifting to lay down beside her, he carefully pulled her into his arms. She moved slightly and mumbled a bit, but settled down with her head against his chest. The sleeve of her left hand bunched up revealing the entirety of the mark he placed.

 Humans were meant to stay in the Mortal Realm and Spirit Creatures were meant to stay in the Spirit Realm. The Palace of the Four Gates was between the two. If he had not made this contract with her, he would not have been able to keep her here. The palace would have rejected her after a bit of time.

 Thinking back to the intel he received from An Ying as he was returning from the eastern gate, his expression darkened.

 He would receive a decree to enter the imperial palace soon. Minister Li sure didn't bide his time to whisper into the emperor's -his brother's- ear having already sent out the details of Asya's presence within his Palace of the Four Gates.

 Tracing a finger down the symbols on her soft flesh, he added an array for protection before closing his eyes for sleep. When the decree came, he knew without a doubt, his brother would force his hand to bring her along. Unlike the father that had ignored him and tried to have as little to do with him as possible, the brother he later discovered having seemed to enjoy acting out like a spoiled child for his attention.

 All he could do was to place his pieces carefully to minimalize, if not outright stop, the coming storm.

Nastasia Mikhailovna Vasilieva, an Irish-Russian American, a jack of all trades, and now a world slipper...

After having been betrayed by a colleague, Nastasia finds herself slipping into an ancient Chinese-like parallel world. 

Attacked by the people and chased by soldiers for being a Red Demon she happens upon a demonically bewitching man. If it weren't for the fact she couldn't understand a lick of what was being said, she never would have become his pet.

Throwing out a smile that entailed nothing good, he threw out a sultry... "Come, my dear pet, help me warm the bed."

"Ah," she bemoaned, "I know 5 languages, why couldn't one of them have been Chinese!"

Follow along as Nastasia overcomes languages barriers, wretched schemes, and a supernatural demon that can't keep his hands to himself.

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He still remembers some Time Wraiths chasing him when he was about to come out from the Time Tunnel 
Thankfully he managed to get out before they could get near him.
He shudders to think about what will happen to him if he gets caught by a Time Wraith. 
Even though he did not know what would happen when one got caught by a Time Wraith, Azief doubt that it is anything good.
He frowned a couple of times as his mind is taking all over the information his consciousness is feeding him.
 It is like he is doing so many things at once with his mind, analyzing so many possibilities and sifting through all of these information that his mind could explode.
But maybe because he has level up to Divine Comprehension, he could take in all of this knowledge without having even the slightest headache. 
Azief keep doing this as his Willpower spreads out all over the world. 
He notices that some places are hidden from his Divine Sense
Some have arrays built around it that prevent him from penetrating it and some others have a way of diverting his Divine Sense. 
While some others reflect the Divine Sense to other places, bouncing it off to the nearest area. 
Azief smiles and think to himself that six years sure brings a lot of changes. 
They become a lot of more creatives. 
It is something that he had expected. 
This new world they live in and the methods each person uses in this new world full of magic and special abilities is their new normal and as such humanity is slowly accustomed to it and begins innovating
Azief did not hate it. It is not like they created these things to stop his Divine Sense specifically. 
These are methods that they used to protect themselves and their people from other people.
Though, he could guess that many of the other major powers of the world created such Anti Divine Sense measures probably not only to stop powerful experts of other forces to spied on them but also they were afraid of him knowing things about them.
For such places, he just sweeps them through first. 
Since he is using the Will of the World to scan the world, he did not care that much. 
Right now, he had no time to investigate these places since he had a lot of thing in his mind about other things
But he marked those places in his mind and maybe if he had enough time after this, he would pay a visit to those places to see what they are hiding. 
One of the reason he wanted to scan the world with his Divine Sense is to find out about Will, Loki, Sina, Sofia and Katarina and all of his people.
His Divine Sense sweeps though Pandemonium and after making sure that Sofia, Sina, Loki and even Will was there he extends his Divine Sense to that Ice Mountain on the back of the Senate of the Republic. 
Through his Divine Sense, eh could see that woman and her red sword and after making sure she is fine he seeks more and more people that he wanted to seek and confirm their existence
Of course, like always his Divine Sense could not sense Void at all. 
He tried to scan the Island of Peace but the Will of the World seems to be melded into the barrier they erected. 
Azief then divert his Divine Sense to other places.
He wanted to scans the existence of any other Divine Comprehension leveler. But he senses not even one. 
Some of them are maybe hidden in some of those places where Divine Sense was shielded from them or maybe there is no other Divine Comprehension leveler which is absurd.
He also senses that the energy of the world is no longer as thick as before. 
In some regions of the world, he could sense that it is thinning. It is not gone entirely and it is still being replenished by the All Source but the rate of the energy being replaced is slower
These regions no doubt is the site of people who breakthrough to another level and taking a lot of energy of the world. 
It leaves a mark when one is breaking through. Azief was lucky that he had the Thirteen Step of the Supremacy Stairway to bear the energy consumption of his breakthrough. 
If not maybe half of the energy in the world would be used to make sure he could breakthrough to the next level.
That would set back humanity development for decades.
He is probably right about that conjecture regarding the energy of the world. He could see that even the monster all over the world had decreased.
It is not like in the beginning of the Fall where monsters could be seen everywhere. 
Nowadays, if one wanted to find monster, they either need to venture deep into dark secluded forest or high up in the mountain or burrows into dark damp tunnels.
With many kinds of way to protect themselves, humanity had managed to live with monsters. 
Most of the titanic monster is usually hunted by people who wanted a breakthrough so for many people they could only hunt the low level monster.
Azief probably lived in the luckiest period of time to the eyes of the new generation. 
Some children that was born in this period of time since the rise of many powerful people probably thought that if they were born during that time they could also rise up and become an earthshaking figure like the great heroes of the world. 
It depends really on some people whether that period after the fall is really lucky or not. 
Many people died and not all people become like Earthshaker, Thunder Monarch, The Ice Queen or Death Monarch.
Azief cut that consciousness that is trying to steer his mind from other important stuff and focus on the stream of consciousness that notices the pitiful numbers of monster
This probably had something to do with humanity having many champions to kill these monsters or that humanity had been stronger. 
Or, it could also be the monster are growing weaker 
And if they are growing weaker, then his previous guess was right. 
Earth energy is slowly coming to a halt and the rapid promotion of level like in the beginning of the fall will probably not happen again.
Azief keep thinking of this matter while flying through the clouds.
Sasha is behind him and looking at him while slowly healing herself. She did not dare breathe too loudly for fearing to distract him
Sasha look at Death Monarch face and she felt uneasy. 
She felt very happy when that sword came down and destroyed her enemies and she was happy to see her backer, but now that she is so close to him, she also felt a bit dread. 
This is a habit she had formed since she works for him. She is the closest person to Heaven, people said
Why?
Because she was the one that Death Monarch trusted and allow to be beside him. 
And because she is closer to him than any other person, she knows how terrifying Death Monarch really is
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See you all tomorrow. hope tomorrow is a better day for all of us. And recommending Keyakizaka 46 Fukyouwaon (listen to the song while reading its lyrics. Pretty powerful words in the song)


In the aftermath of apocalyptic event, a man rises above the others to lead an era. 

With threat beyond the stars, as Supreme Beings of otherworldly watches over as Destiny and Fate work their way, an era of Gods descended upon Earth

And in his rise, lies a terrifying secret.  Read how he rises above it all, through all the complicated love life, his determination to push through his own fate and destiny and the Will that pushes him forward.

With all of this, could the Fate that was written be overturned? And will he truly rise to the top and survive?

A great battle for the fate of the Universe began.

This is the story of Lord Shadow.

PS: The SS stones is not determined by me. It is determined by how long the chapter is. I have taken steps to cut some of the chapters but there are some chapters that could not be cut as it would obstruct the story.

And a chapter is usually ten thousand word each. I have taken steps to cut it and make it into part sized in the later part of the story because many were complaining and thought I was the one that determines the SS so I hope this answers your question.

So....if you like long chapters and long story this is the story for you. Ciao. And hope you enjoy the story

PS: I also wrote Age of Heroes, Song of Heroes and Age of Adventure

Broly and the others were quickly approaching the mountainside from where several ki signatures came. Apparently, the Z-Fighters were already fiercely fighting the androids. According to the series, the Z-Fighters would be stomped into the ground by them, but Broly of course hoped that they would have increased in strength like Goku did.
It didn't take them long until they finally arrived and now Broly could now accurately tell how much they have improved. Piccolo was actually a tad bit stronger than Vegeta but of course it wasn't enough to beat the androids.
The others improved a lot as well but Broly didn't think that they deviated much from what he saw in the series. They were quickly beaten up. Surprisingly Krillin wasn't there but Gohan was left standing. A beautiful slender, curvy woman with a fair complexion was approaching him. This of course was No. 18. 

Gohan didn't wait as his ki suddenly increased tremendously. His hair started rising and Broly thought for a second that Gohan had already become a Super Saiyan. Unfortunately, his power peaked just as he was about to transform. With a stomp on the ground he shot towards No. 18, who only smiled at the attempt. She evaded the attack and smacked Gohan into the mountainside. He instantly fainted and with him the last fighter of their group had lost to the androids.
Broly knew that they were about to leave but he didn't have any of it. He was here to play with them. His group quickly descended to the ground and appeared in front of No. 18.
The androids were surprised at the sudden appearance. No.17 was frowning as he looked at Broly's imposing figure. 

Broly only provokingly smiled at them.
"And who are you, big guy?" No.18 asked as she observed the one in front of her. No. 16 was going through his database and informed them about Broly as he found an entry from when he first met the Z-Fighters. Since the bugs Dr. Gero used to gather DNA and data from exceptional fighters were automated, Dr. Gero himself didn't know about Broly but No. 16 of course had access to that database. He knew from the taken footage of Broly's little bout with the others that Broly and his followers were exceptional strong. No. 16 reminded the other androids to be careful. No. 17 and No. 18 were shocked by the revelation, but after the initial surprise their expression returned to a haughty one.

"So, what if he is stronger than them, didn't we just beat them up too?" No. 17 spoke and without any warning, charged out.
 No. 17 punched out. Broly evaded the attack and thrusted his arm directly at No. 17's throat. Just as his fingertips were about to touch his throat, they stopped. With only a centimeter left, Broly's fingertips stopped. No. 17 looked at the hand and immediately jumped back. He touched his throat, seemingly to feel if he was hurt. Cold sweat covered his back as he thought about the fact that he was almost fatally injured in a single exchange.

He instantly knew that Broly was a leagues above the Z-Fighters and that he had to take him seriously. No. 17 didn't back down, instead rushed back to Broly. He released dozens of attacks in a second, but no matter how much effort and strength he put behind his attacks, he couldn't connect. He gritted his teeth as he saw how calmly blocked and evaded his attacks. Broly obviously didn't take him seriously. No. 18 was shocked to see how her brother wasn't able to gain advantage. Without saying anything, she rushed in to help.

No. 17 first wanted to stop her, but he knew that there was no way for him alone to beat Broly. No. 18 joined her brother and relentlessly threw out attacks after the other. Chops, kicks, sweeps, elbow attacks, no matter what attack or in which position Broly was in, he blocked or evaded them all. Although it looked like he was being pushed back, Broly could easily stomp them into the ground if he wanted. 

They wouldn't even be a match for the now unconscious Goku, how would they even hope to beat him. Even together, they would be far from a match against him. 
Broly leaned sideward, evading a punch from No. 17. With a kick upwards, he sent No. 17 flying. No. 18 was trying to kick his head while he was busy with No. 17, but suddenly his speed increased as he ducked under her leg.
Broly reached out and grabbed her leg. He spun around once and threw her at her brother who was finally able to stop.
He was still dazed from Broly's attack and was unable to dodge his sister. She crashed into him and they both fell from the sky.

They heavily landed on the ground. Broly didn't follow up and instead waited for them to recover. They slowly stood up and watched Broly vigilantly. No. 17 suddenly shouted at No. 16 who was observing them.
"What are you doing? Help us!" No. 17 was ranting while No. 16 was still looking at Broly who had crossed his arms and smiled.
"My only objection is to kill Goku. If you interfere with my mission, I will annihilate you." No. 16 spoke without emotions.

Broly almost burst out laughing.
"Oi. Threatening me? That's some confident words, can you back them up?" Broly's smile slowly disappeared as he was speaking. Without speaking anything further, he disappeared and directly reemerged in front of No. 16. 
Broly punched out. No. 16 quickly covered his head as he crossed his arms in front of him, but instead of a punch, No. 16 registered both his wrist being grabbed. His block was forced open, revealing Broly's fierce glance.
In the next moment a knee came flying right in his face. He was unable to react this quickly. His head swung backwards as he took the attack head on. With another kick, Broly sent No. 16 flying.

No. 16 heavy body bounced several times on the ground before stopping. He laid on the ground not moving for some time. He slowly got back up and saw how No. 17 and No. 18 were knocked unconscious by simple chop to their neck.

No. 16 looked at Broly who waved at him slightly before he and his followers disappeared into the sky. No. 16 didn't follow him as he knew from that simple exchange that he would be easily disposed of by Broly. He knew that Broly was hiding strength based on the exchange with No. 18 and No.17, but this was beyond what he calculated.

No. 16 walked up to the two unconscious androids and picked them up before disappearing as well. He had a mission to accomplish and these two would still prove useful in future exchanges.

Born to be the strongest of Saiyans, surpassing and dominate everyone around him! This was supposed to be his path! But in the end he became a stepping stone for Goku. Until an otherwordly soul takes over Broly's body and changes his future path...
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-Completed-

I had just completed the assignments that Celeste had set for me and was leaving the backstage area with her when the screams from the crowd began. As gas started to fill the hall, Kira's singing suddenly stops and the atmosphere becomes overwhelmingly stifling. My eyelids start to droop and in my mind's eye,  I see Mr Trietel conducting the orchestra, his baton moving in a hypnotic fashion.

The orchestra plays on, but the music has turned harsh, grating. The music steadily degenerates into a loud grinding noise, similar to a malfunctioning piece of machinery. 

Whatever affliction I am suffering from, its not unique to me. Celeste, who is by my side, slumps against a wall and moans weakly. I feel the music physically press against me like a millstone and it takes all my strength to remain standing. I force my eyes open and see gas mask wearing men surge through the entrance brandishing swords. I turn to the stage and my heart sinks when I see Kira lying unconscious at the feet of a gas masked Trietel, who continues conducting the orchestra without a care in the world. 

An attack against the Academy. Assisted by one of the teachers. 

Ken's family members move to defend the crowd, but its no use. Whatever Trietel is doing has affected them as well. I turn my eyes aside as the masked men start cutting down Ken's family. Its too painful to watch. How could anyone be so cruel? Is there anything I can do to stop this massacre? 

I have to stop Trietel. Its the only way everyone here will have a fighting chance, a chance to survive. With a grunt of exertion, I begin to circulate my spirit, easing the sense of constriction that had been overwhelming me just a few moments earlier. I trudge towards the stage, moving as quickly as I can in my current condition.

I hear a pained curse uttered by a familiar sounding voice. Turning my head in the direction of voice, I find that Ken has drawn alongside me, his face frozen in an expression that is equal amounts of both dismay and determination. Ken acknowledges me with a nod and gestures with his chin towards Trietel who is still on stage, completely unaware of the two of us. Ken had clearly come to the same conclusion as I did. Trietel must be taken down, and quickly.

As we steadily draw closer towards the stage, Trietel's gaze eventually drifts over us. He calmly turns to face Ken and I, waiting for us to approach him. 

"Bastard." Ken mutters as I feel the pressure around him shift. Both of us flare our spirituality at the same time and kick off the ground, charging the stage in unison. Trietel responds by sharply slashing his conductor's baton in my direction. The grinding noise in resounding in my mind explodes in a shower of pain and my legs abruptly lose all feeling and give way, sending me toppling to the ground.

Ken takes a flying leap onto the stage, his fists raised to strike. Trietel does not bother to defend himself and instead slashes the baton in Ken's direction. Ken's face wrenches into an expression of pure pain and his arms drop uselessly to his side. Trietel then walks calmly towards Ken and jabs the baton into Ken's torso, sending Ken flying off the stage and into the panicking crowd. 

The music from the orchestra wavers for a brief moment and I sigh in relief as I regain feeling to my legs and the pain in my mind lifts. But Trietel immediately turns his attention back to the orchestra and resumes his role as conductor. The grinding noise descends upon me again like a vice, but at least I can still use my legs. I pick myself up just in time to be surrounded by a group of the masked men. I don't need to see their faces to know what they are here to do. Their body language says everything. These men have been ordered to kill me. 

Under the pressure of Trietel's magic, my spirit moves sluggishly as I manifest my claws and toughen my body. The masked men level their swords at me, moving in to attack. I flare my power and take a slash at one of my attackers, blood staining the floor as he stumbles backwards. I quickly dodge the flashing swords coming my way and lash out again, splitting open the face of another masked man.  

I feel my spirit lose its focus for the briefest moment as the grinding noise reaches another crescendo. My guard drops as I attempt to steady myself. A powerful kick from one my opponents sends me flying off my feet and I land hard on my back. My enemy looms over me, sword ready to plunge through my chest. 

Then, all of a sudden, the grinding noise abruptly stops and strength returns to my body. I send spirituality surging into my arms up as I bring them back up to block the incoming sword. The sword strikes my arms and sparks fly, but my block manages to hold. I kick the shin of my attacker and he staggers backwards with a muffled shout of pain.  

Strong hands lift my body up by the armpits. As I regain my footing, Ken gives me a friendly slap in the back as both of us turn our attention back to the fight just in time to see Ms Scott take down the small group of attackers with a series of swings from her blazing spirit sword. Sera rushes past Ms Scott, clearing a path through the crowd for us to escape. Ms Scott turns to look at Ken and myself before indicating that we follow her and Sera to safety. Ken and I fall in without any objections behind Ms Scott and the four of us begin making our way towards the exit. 

As we near the exit, we see Trietel dragging away a struggling Rose while being escorted out of the hall by the masked men. One of the masked men spots us and begins barking orders to his compatriots. The group splits into two, the bulk of which stations themselves by the door, preventing our further progress while the remainder continues escorting Trietel out of the hall.

My throat goes dry as I see Trietel escape. Rose. I have to rescue her! 

A pair of figures suddenly barrel into the blockade and begin taking apart the masked men. One of them takes a moment to look at me and gives me the thumbs up before getting back to fighting. Its Master. She's giving us the chance to catch up with Trietel.  

"Quickly! After them!" Ms Scott urges while pushing through the pandemonium that surrounds us. Fighting back the discomfort caused by the gas, the four of us manage to break through the crowd in hot pursuit.

... 

We rush down the corridor and make it outside of the building, where we find Trietel shoving a sobbing Rose into the rear of an SUV. The remaining masked men surround the Trietel protectively. One of them steps forward and removes his gas mask. I recognize the face immediately.

Nicholas. He is one behind the attack. 

"Why?" I ask. 

Nicholas grunts in dissatisfaction, "Still alive? I should have known that your minder would be close by. I have come to take my sister back home where she belongs. If you survive, you know where to find us." With that he makes a gesture to his men before climbing into the driver's seat of the SUV and peeling off into the night with Trietel and Rose in tow. 

There is no time to waste words. The four of us immediately clash against the masked men that Nicholas left behind. They go down pathetically easy. 

I turn to Ms Scott and ask, "Minder? What was Nicholas talking about?"

Ms Scott hurriedly searches the bodies of the fallen attackers and fishes out a set of car keys. "No time to explain. Tensei, Ken, both of you stay here. Sera, you're in charge of protecting them until a SOPO unit arrives."

Sera nods and replies, "And yourself Madam?"

"I'm going after the kidnappers. The City has been completely wired up with cameras and SOPO sweeps the districts with aerial drones. There is no way that SUV can hide where its going."  Ms Scott says as she tests the keys she found on one of the SUVs. 

So that's what Nicholas was referring to. Ms Scott is a member of the police, probably sent to protect me? The engine of the SUV roars to life and Ms Scott prepares to leave. 

I step forward, "I am coming as well. Rose is my family, and family protects each other. I will not let Nicholas get away with this."

"No, its too dangerous." Ms Scott dismisses my suggestion as she puts the SUV into gear.

I step right in front of the SUV, blocking Ms Scott's path while giving her a challenging look. Ms Scott snaps, "This is not a game Tensei, now move out of the way."

To my surprise, Ken moves up and stands by my side as well. "Those guys disrespected the family. I've got to beat some respect out of them. So yeah, I'm coming along with you guys too."

I smile in gratitude at Ken's support and he lightly cuffs me in the head. 

Sera gives a tired sigh and takes position next to me as well saying, "Madam, as my assignment is to protect these two idiots, it looks like I will need to accompany them to wherever they insist on going."

Ms Scott looks at the three of us with a completely bewildered expression before finally breaking into a smile. 

"Get in."

Trapped in a world not my own. Facing a destiny never meant to pass. Dealing with a hero doomed to defeat. Which will end first, this world or my life?

The Transmigator, a being deployed from beyond the boundaries of this reality, must undo the will of Fate itself, to save both himself and the world. 

There is only The Voice of a god and the strength in your own hands.

　　Seeing the graceful and gentle lady's affectionate gaze, Qing Shui nodded towards the amused Canghai Mingyue.
　　The three of them once again headed for the blacksmith store. Qing Shui looked at the two ladies beside him and could not control his laughter. When the two ladies saw Qing Shui, they broke into smiles without a reason.
　　"What are you laughing at? Are you so happy to be moving out from my house?" Canghai Mingyue said softly, not looking at Qing Shui.
　　"Could it be that you cannot bear to part with me?" Qing Shui chuckled as he looked at Canghai Mingyue's beautiful appearance.
　　Canghai Mingyue turned and smiled as she looked at Qing Shui before she said softly, "If I say that I can't bear to part with you, you wouldn't move out?"
　　Qing Shui rubbed his nose, smiled bitterly, and shook his head!
　　"Then why should I miss you?"
　　Qing Shui heard those words that sounded a bit seductive, coming from a beautiful and elegant lady. After their time together, Qing Shui felt that he had not gotten used to her or immunised towards her. She was like a vat of wine. The longer the time was, the more mellow and fragrant it was, to the extent that he could not bear to let another person taste it.
　　"Do you guys think that we'll still be coming across something interesting today?" Qing Shui asked the two ladies amusingly.
　　The three of them moved on slowly, and for some reason, Qing Shui was standing in the middle with two ladies of unrivaled beauty by his side. This was something Qing Shui had never thought of.
　　"Why do you say this?" Huoyun Liu-Li asked, dumbfounded.
　　"To think that we came across Immortal Sword Sect's Young Master Feng. That pervert's taste is quite good, haha!" Qing Shui chuckled.
　　"Ahh, you rascal Qing Shui. Are you saying that we are dangerous beauties…?" Huoyun Liu-Li said, slightly displeased.
　　"I didn't! You said it yourself!"
　　"Qing Shui, how about you get a small mansion nearby with an independent courtyard?!" Canghai Mingyue looked at Qing Shui and suggested.
　　"I'm thinking of the same thing. You guys will be welcome to come and stay then." Qing Shui grinned and said.
　　Canghai Mingyue casted a sideward glance at Qing Shui, feeling angry that this chap was getting increasingly irresponsible and impudent in his speech. It was the first time she had met a guy who would treat her like this. Other than feeling a bit pissed, there were some other emotions mixed in.
　　Qing Shui saw that there were quite a number of mansions on sale, but they were not cheap. However, Qing Shui was not concerned about the cost, so he got himself a place not far from the blacksmith store. From the negotiations to the purchase, it did not even take him two hours.
　　What he got was an exquisite mansion with three storeys. There was a small courtyard, and three rooms on each level. However, that was sufficient for him, since Qing Shui did not have high expectations towards a house. The reason he decided to leave Canghai's house was merely because he was not used to it.
　　The reason why Qing Shui chose a place not far from Canghai's was not only because it was near the blacksmith store, but also because of the Immortal Sword Sect and Fu Clan. After all with this, they would be able to help each other out.
　　Walking into the limestone covered small mansion he just bought, the sight seemed very exquisite. The first level was a big lounge, with a complete set of furniture. When the afternoon sunlight shone into the lounge, it was as if the place was covered with a layer of bright golden color.
　　"Why do you want to move out? It's not as if there's anyone restricting you in my house." After entering this lounge, Canghai Mingyue asked softly.
　　To think that this lady was still brooding over the fact that he was moving out. Could it be that she could really not bear to see him moving out? He looked at Canghai Mingyue, puzzled.
　　"Why are you still thinking about this? I've been a bother to your family for such a long time. While they may pamper and love you, it's because you are their child. Unlike you, I'm not their child or their son-in-law, so I really feel bad for making myself a bother at your place." Qing Shui rubbed his nose and smiled, looking at the Canghai Mingyue who had headed upstairs.
　　"Qing Shui, I had never thought that there would be anyone who would be able to talk to Sister Mingyue like this." Huoyun Liu-Li smiled and said, before she quickly followed after Canghai Mingyue.
　　Looking up at the two ladies' beautiful butts when they were ascending the flight of stairs, Qing Shui started to feel something. That light fluttering curves, especially that soft treading steps, one of them looked charming and seductive, while the other looked like a dancing fairy who was treading on the clouds.
　　Qing Shui made his way up slowly. The stairs in this building were all built indoors and made of wood. Qing Shui looked at the stairways which was made from 100-Year wood, but it could only be considered as wood with inferior quality in the world of the nine continents.
　　There was a bedroom and a guest room on the second floor, and a small toilet near the staircase. Then, they moved to the third floor which had two bedrooms and another room which seemed like a storeroom.
　　"Hehe, this place is really just nice for the three of us!" Qing Shui grinned and said. However, neither of the ladies replied, and Qing Shui noticed that he had been talking to himself!
　　Once again, the two ladies helped Qing Shui clean up the bedroom, making him feel very warm. Sometimes, concern could come from a seemingly insignificant act, just like how they were merely helping Qing Shui tidy his bed.
　　They did not stay for long. Qing Shui asked what the two ladies' plan was. He told them that he was planning to head to the blacksmith store and it would be likely that he would be spending most of his time on smithing in the future.
　　The two ladies did not find the blacksmith store very interesting, thus they said that they would casually walk around. After bidding the two ladies goodbye, Qing Shui headed straight for the blacksmith store nearby.
　　Summer was almost coming, but it was not very hot. Moreover, a person at Qing Shui's level of cultivation, and the Ancient Strengthening Technique, the freezing chill and soaring heat in the environment no longer bothered him.
　　Seeing Qing Shui, Hu You's eyes were filled with excitement and passion, so much that it made Qing Shui feel very uncomfortable. Think about it, would you be at ease being stared at so passionately by a burly man?
　　"Brother Hu, err, I don't know where to get Blacksmith Furnace in the vicinity and other equipments for a Forging Platform. Can I trouble you for a while?" Qing Shui tried to squeeze out a faint smile, thinking of how he had yet to get the equipments necessary for blacksmithing in the Realm of the Violet Jade Immortal.
　　"No problem, that's easy!" Hu You agreed readily.
　　Qing Shui gave Hu You some silver notes, telling him to get two sets of the equipments he purchased. After Hu You left, Qing Shui picked up the hammer and started practicing. A blacksmith had his specialized forging platform.
　　Forging on the forging platform, one could cultivate their forging techniques, strength, intensity of fire, to prepare the forging materials before allowing them to enter the fire. Qing Shui executed the Thousand Hammer Technique, hammering the forging materials into the thickness of a fingertip.
　　And he would use his heart and mind to experience each and every blow. In addition to the fact that Qing Shui's arm strength was monstrous, and also agile due to his Solitary Rapidfist, the experience bar for his forging techniques soared up at the speed of light.
　　After 5000 hammer blows, Qing Shui calmed his mind to recall the feeling of the whole process. He visualized himself waving about the hammer and even went through the slow motion.
　　Qing Shui's dazed expression made the customers who came to take a look at weapons fall into a shock. They would then stare in surprise at the sight of this young blacksmith waving the hammer. He hammered a few times, fell into a daze, then hammered, and then fall into a daze…
　　The last few customers exchanged glances, smiled bitterly, and shook their heads as they left!
　　Qing Shui continued the path towards his Thousand Hammer, Hundred Refinements, trying to recollect the process each time before making improvements. That ancient Hammer Technique seemed increasingly more profound the more he used it. To think that a blacksmith would be able to bring about such an overwhelming impact.
　　This was the Thousand Hammer Technique unlocked from the Ancient Strengthening Technique. Now that Qing Shui started using it, he started to notice the profoundness of this ancient Hammer Art, and realized that it could increase his strength.
　　Qing Shui even felt that this set of Thousand Hammer Technique could be used against enemies in battle, and it was an extremely arrogant set of Hammer Art. The more Qing Shui thought about it, the more unbelievable he found it to be.
　　Following that, Qing Shui attempted to wave about that big jammer in the air, still applying the Thousand Hammer Technique, but adding on a little of the Qi of the Ancient Strengthening Technique. It immediately became a Qi which gave one a feeling of a wolf's howls or a ghost's wails.
　　After a series of waving about, Qing Shui affirmed that this set of Hammer Art was not only the best smithing technique, but it was also a top notch martial art. Qing Shui was both surprised and amazed to think that even a blacksmith in the ancient times could be so powerful.
　　Furthermore, Qing Shui felt excited just thinking of how a blacksmith could bash up a Xiantian, or even a Martial King with just his blacksmith hammer.
　　Qing Shui smelted the materials, before starting on his third attempt to create a jagged sword. This time around, Qing Shui felt a prominent improvement in his hammering, as if he had suddenly grasped a certain technique.
　　This time around, Qing Shui's speed was obviously much slower. With each hammer blow he landed, Qing Shui's expression remained extremely grim. Even that normal hammer and that tempered ordinary jagged sword started to glow a flash of faint gold.
　　The simple and unsophisticated feeling attracted the attention of visiting customers. They all stared at the smooth and natural movements of this young blacksmith. It felt as if they were looking at a beautiful scene.
　　"This blacksmith's movements are too attractive." A lady with a ponytail wearing a suit said, shocked.
　　"And it is a young and handsome blacksmith." A seductive lady looked at Qing Shui with alluring eyes.
　　"Darn it, to think that one can look so handsome when smithing…" A burly young man seemed to have seen something unbelievable, as he said out in an extremely loud voice.
　　…
　　Qing Shui turned a blind ear to the surroundings, fully engrossed in his work. Each hammer blow made him feel very comfortable, as if it was an extreme itch was being relieved.
　　After the 999th hammer blow, Qing Shui did not stop, and neither did that glow that represented the completion of the work. The 1000th hammer blow dropped down without any hesitation.
　　The 1000th hammer blow was accompanied by an even stronger golden gleam compared to the previous two times. Qing Shui knew that this was the 1000th hammer blow.
　　When he saw the golden gleam, Qing Shui was filled with immense joy and surprise. He had finally obtained the passing mark for the lowest level of the Ancient Forging Technique.
　　Qing Shui looked at the jagged sword on the forging platform which seemed to be a much better quality. It had a gleam to it, like the autumn streams. While it was not very obvious, it was very beautiful, giving off a simple and unsophisticated feeling.
　　Qing Shui could not wait and quickly used his Heavenly Vision Technique. It gave him a great surprise. While there were no special skills or dual attribute increments, it gave an additional strength of 20!
　　Strength +20!
　　His previous attempt had only increased strength by 2. To think that after breaking through the 1000th hammer blow, the attributes of the weapons created by the Thousand Hammer Technique would improve by leaps and bounds.
　　Qing Shui's greatest joy was to see his own progress. If he were to set his goal too high, it would be too easy to suffer from setbacks, so Qing Shui had not thought of attaining the 9th heavenly of the Ancient Strengthening Technique. Today, he suddenly realized that the Thousand Hammer Technique he had been using could be used in battle, and it was in no way weak.
　　To think that a blacksmith's Hammer Art could be so strong, and Qing Shui could feel that this Hammer Art had a lot of potential to it. That was because a blacksmith had to hammer tens of thousands of times daily. Over the years, each hammer would be at a miraculous level.
　　This thought flashed through Qing Shui's mind, and he decided to perfect this Thousand Hammer Technique in the future. It would not only allow him to create great weapons, accessories, armors, embed gemstones, but it could also be used in battles.
　　That jagged sword which had a +2 in strength gave one the equivalent of 20 jin of strength. Would this mean that this sword that had a +20 in strength would give one the equivalent of 200 jin in strength?
　　Qing Shui did not think much of it earlier, but now that he thought about it, he fell into a daze. Even an ordinarily weak lady would be able to win against an ordinarily strong person with this sword. 200 jin of strength was insignificant to a Xiantian, but to many who had yet to reach the 6th grade of the Martial Warrior level, it would be fatal.
　　Moreover, majority of the people in this world were Martial Warriors of grade 6 and below. A hunter would be able to have an additional hope to survival with this sword, since he would not have to worry about some ordinary wild beasts.
　　No matter how small a mosquito was, it could also be strong even to a Xiantian or someone at the pinnacle of Houtian. An additional 200 jin of strength was still quite considerable. A Strength-Enhancing Fruit would be able to increase one's strength by 500 jin, and it was very precious.
　　Thinking about it like this, Qing Shui felt that this weapon that he had casually created was still considered quite a good one. He reached out his hand to pick up this jagged sword which was not too bad. The length of three feet was just right. This time around, Qing Shui had subconsciously made the blade wider. It had a palm's width, a finger's thickness, and the whole sword weighed about over 20 jin!
　　The moment he grabbed it, a ray of strength flowed into his body, making him feel very satisfied. Lifting his head, he saw that there were over ten people who were staring at him.
　　Qing Shui looked at this crowd, puzzled.
　　"How much for this sword?" An elegant lady with a ponytail walked up to Qing Shui and asked!
　　Qing Shui looked at the slender and elegant lady in a warrior suit who was likely to be below 20 years old. She looked very young but the peaks of her chest looked fully developed. However, Qing Shui did not really like those long, narrow, and sexy eyes as it made him feel that this lady was very lusty.
　　"It's not for sale!" Qing Shui shook his head and said.
　　"Not for sale? Don't you make weapons to sell? State your price, I'll buy it." The lady with a ponytail and wearing a warrior suit said while looking into Qing Shui's eyes. She did not forget to blink that pair of considerably sexy eyes, as the hidden meaning was easily understood.
　　It was too bad that the charm of her eyes was far in comparison to Huoyun Liu-Li's, let alone Canghai Mingyue's. The two of them gave people different feelings.
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　　PDG –&gt; Paradise of Demons and Gods will be out real soon. You guys must definitely read this series it's really good, i caught up with the raws in like one day? lol, couldn't put the novel down the moment i started.
　　Here's a short sypnosis by Yuki (new translator for PDG):
　　"Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up seventy-two years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you'll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants.
　　From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?"
　　"Hahahaha, I'm already alone! Bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudges and hatred… Why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn't have asked for anything better!!"
　　His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, crossing 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered.
　　He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart.

A human warrior cultivating the Ancient Strengthening Technique has transcended dimensions and arrived on Kyushu. Together with twelve ravishing beauties with looks that were unmatched in their generation, will he be able to stand on the summit of this world?

This novel is about the main character, named Qing Shui, who transcended dimensions and arrived in the Kyushu continent. Storms of blood and wind, resulting in corpses and bones strewn about are extremely common here. The young warrior Qing Shui forged ahead in his path to cultivate, using 10 years to train himself, only to seek vengeance for the one who had forsaken his mother!

Completely digested? That's understandable. This is the act of hypnotizing a demigod. Although it's thanks to the Fate Siphon charm, it only helped to open the door of the Body of Heart and Mind. The subsequent consciousness manipulation and the cue planting needs to be done personally. If she weren't careful, she would trigger an intense rejection and would lead to failure…"Acting" done to the extreme would definitely accelerate the digestion process… Klein nodded gently and said in praise, "This is a good thing. It's even more so for the current situation."
Audrey understood what Mr. World meant. In this storm that was sweeping around thanks to the Angel of imagination Adam and King George III, even if she stood by the sidelines, she could sense her weakness and how powerless she was. She couldn't wait to improve herself.
She tersely acknowledged and said, "I'll urge The Sun to give his conditions to complete the deal and try my best to advance to Sequence 5. When the time comes, I hope that I can receive the protection of Mr. Fool and remain conscious in my dream."
Having been prepared for this, Klein smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to wait that long. I'll be able to sell you a Dreamwalker's Beyonder characteristic by tomorrow, and at the latest, Friday."
As it was a private exchange, Klein didn't act as The World by deliberately making his voice hoarse. All he did was sound reserved.
"Really?" Audrey's eyes widened, not concealing her surprise.
Klein nodded and said, "It's actually from Hvin Rambis.
"The new cross that Mr. Fool obtained can allow the Beyonder characteristics to be purged."
He spoke very simply without explaining the actual steps. He maintained Gehrman Sparrow's unique coldness.
"Is that so…" The corners of Audrey's lips curled up as she broke into a smile. She pressed against her chest and said, "Praise Mr. Fool~! And thank you, Mr. World."
A double token of gratitude… Klein chuckled inwardly and calmly said, "It's just a transaction."
You need to pay for it… he lampooned to himself.
Audrey maintained her smile and asked, "What do you need?"
"For a Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic—8,000 pounds." Klein chose something that Miss Justice could gather in the fastest time possible.
Audrey didn't mind the price. She thought for a while before asking, "Can you sell the separated Hypnotist characteristic to me as well?"
When she said that, she smiled in embarrassment and said, "It's for Susie. The incident this time was resolved all thanks to her.
"Yes, the higher her level, the greater the help she can provide will be. Well, I'll also help her."
"No problem. 4,000 pounds." Having expected this, Klein directly named his price.
In his plan, he could stop once the Hypnotist was purged, doing so without continuing the separation process. Now, he would place the Unshadowed Crucifix together for a long period of time, allowing its remaining characteristics to take form.
"A total of 12,000 pounds?" Audrey asked for confirmation, not feeling too much pressure.
As she didn't have any major expenditures for the past few months, she only had 10,000 pounds left. Just a little bit of economizing was enough to satisfy her needs.
Seeing The World nod, she heaved a sigh of relief.
"I'll pay it before Friday."
After closing the deal, her mood became better with Hvin Rambis having been killed. She asked as though she was chatting, "I'll also buy the complete brain of an adult mind dragon from The Sun as well. However, I won't be in such a rush. Susie won't be able to digest the Hypnotist potion so quickly…"
At this point, she glanced shyly at Mr. World.
"What needs to be exchanged for Hvin Rambis's demigod characteristic?"
Klein laughed and replied, "I still don't know what I'm lacking.
"In fact, other than the Manipulator characteristic from Hvin Rambis, I also have the corresponding potion formula. While you digest the Dreamwalker potion, I'll slowly think about what I need, and I'll get you to do certain things and gather some materials so that you can make sufficient contributions to exchange for them."
Upon hearing these words, Audrey's green eyes lit up.
"Alright!"
After her reply, she asked with interest, "Is this the same as how Xio contributes to MI9?"
"Yes, it's also the same method that the various major Churches use." Klein gave an affirmative answer.
Audrey nodded and curiously asked, "Mr. World, do you know the name of the High-Sequence Beyonder potions of the Spectator pathway?"
Klein answered simply, "Manipulator, Dreamweaver, Discerner, Author, and Sequence 0, Visionary."
…Hearing the names makes me look forward to them… Especially Author and Visionary… Audrey fantasized for a few seconds before diverting the topic back on track.
"Did Hvin Rambis say what the king's secret is? Also, why are they helping the king?"
She was partially asking for Xio, but on the other hand, she was also concerned herself.
"The king's secret? He wishes to bypass the three major contracts the royal family signed with the orthodox Churches and become a demigod. For this, he needs to use many sacrificial rituals to gain control of some important object inside the Blood Emperor's ruins. Heh heh. That was Hvin Rambis's answer, but it might not be the entire truth and might very likely be only a part of it." As Klein answered, he shared his line of thought. "As for the Psychology Alchemists or the Twilight Hermit Order, they need a war that sweeps the entire world. This is what they're pushing for and hope to see as the trend of the times."
"A war that sweeps the entire world…" Audrey repeated softly. Her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her cheerful mood plummeted again.
Although her status and standing hadn't made her truly experience the cruelty of war before, she was no longer sheltered and cut-off from the world. She could already imagine it to a certain degree.
After a brief moment of silence, Audrey took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"I hope we can stop this."
After exchanging a few more words, she left the gray fog and returned to the real world. As for Klein, he busily used clear water, tree sap, herbal powder, Thousand-Faced Hunter's blood, Spirit World Plunderer powder, and other materials to "dilute" Hvin Rambis's Beyonder characteristic and concoct a potion that had a questionable name which was definitely filled with problems.
Then, he found an ordinary glass bottle and put the potion inside. He wanted to know what kind of Sealed Artifact it would eventually transform into.
This took quite a bit of time so he used the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog to construct a spherical barrier around the glass bottle to prevent any influence it had on the entire area after it mutated.
After doing all of this, he returned to 160 Böklund Street, he prepared to summon Arrodes and ask it for information about the two Beyonder creatures known as Hound of Fulgrim and Demonic Wolf of Fog.
At that moment, with the passage of time, the clouds in the sky had thickened, and the sun was covered up once again. The entirety of Backlund had become as dark and cold as the morning.
Standing in front of the desk, he looked out the window at the sky. For some reason, he felt as though he and the Church of Evernight had neglected an important problem.
Their investigations had been going relatively smoothly during this period of time, and the intelligence they received was also delving deeper. However, for some reason, it made him feel uneasy.
Is there some influence or misdirection in this matter, and truly is something that I can't think of? Even heading above the gray fog is useless. Divination will most likely point towards "Him." Hmm… Klein hurriedly collected his thoughts, unfurled the paper, and drew a picture consisting of symbols that implied concealment and mystery prying with a fountain pen.
One second, two seconds… After nearly eight seconds, the full-body mirror in the room turned dark. Aqueous light rippled and formed silver words:
"Exalted Great Master, your puny, loyal, and humble servant, Arrodes, is here to answer your summoning!
"I-I think I'm late. I'm already a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact. I need some time if I want to circumvent the isolation. Please forgive me, Great Master."
"You're a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact?" Klein asked with a surprised look.
He could already imagine what was going on within the Church of Steam.
The mirror that likes to play question and answer games has suddenly gone crazy!
The full-body mirror's silver words squirmed and formed new words:
"Great Master, is this a question?"
He wanted to answer "no," but to maintain his image, he nodded and said, "Yes."
Arrodes immediately produced a line of words:
"I'm not actually a true Grade 1 Sealed Artifact yet. I'm just enjoying the treatment of a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact in advance. This is mainly because a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact needs to be reported to other Churches and be given a new number. The Church of Steam doesn't wish to do so."
So that's how it is. That's understandable… Klein nodded gently.
"Got it."
The aqueous light on the full-body mirror's surface flashed again as new silver words formed:
"Supreme Master, do you have any questions to test your loyal servant, Arrodes?"
"What do you know about Hounds of Fulgrim and Demonic Wolves of Fog?" he asked without standing on ceremony, completely unfazed that it was actually two questions.
In the mirror, the silver words squirmed like they had a life of their own and changed shapes.
"The Hounds of Fulgrim are a type of unique creature of the spirit world. They live in the Historical Void. Even the Seven Lights only know of them and are unable to interact with them unless they leave the Historical Void and attempt to hunt. But even so, what you see might only be a projection of their past…
"The Demonic Wolves of Fog are a type of high-level Demonic Wolves. After the death of the ancient gods and the Cataclysm, and with them being killed by the Antigonus family, Zaratul family, and the Church of Evernight, they're extremely rare now. Furthermore, they're all good at anti-divination and deceit. They aren't easy to find…"
In other words, the Church of Evernight likely has materials and items related to the Demonic Wolf of Fog? And with this, I can bring it to the spirit world and use the law of Beyonder characteristic convergence to bait a Hound of Fulgrim? Klein began his train of thought as he read on.


With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts… 

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of "The Fool."

The Secret Treasury is secret room which is not very large. On each side of the room there is a counter made of old agarwood. Various treasures have been put carefully on the surfaces of the counters. In the center of the secret room there are a bamboo chair and a natural tea table.

At the front of the room where the floor meets the wall, there is a lighted antique incense burner. A dull-colored smoke is spreading out from the incense burner, giving the whole secret room an atmosphere of Zen.

"Let's conceal the 1st Trans-Heaven diagram in the crack between the left counter and the wall." Qin Yu goes to a corner of the room then takes out the precious 1st Trans-Heaven diagram from his bosom and tucks it directly into the crack at this corner.

Qin Yu stands up and nods in satisfaction: "Well, so many years will have already passed until father discovers this Trans-Heaven diagram. He won't suspect me." He definitely does not want to let his father know the identity of assassin Liu Xing because in his view it is absolutely not something worth showing off.

After concealing the 1st Trans-Heaven diagram, Qin Yu takes a glance at the treasures on the old-wood counter. He immediately discovers a jade case among them.

"I feel that it's what I want to find!" Qin Yu opens the lid of the jade case box with a smile. There is only a square jade block appearing before him. The square jade block is engulfed in a soft multicolored light. Judging by appearance alone, there seems to be no difference between it and the 1st block.

Qin Yu takes hold of this Trans-Heaven diagram. There are several words on its surface -- Second Trans-Heaven Diagram.

"It's the 2nd diagram!" Qin Yu is elated. According to his understanding, the 3 Trans-Heaven diagrams are definitely related to each other. Because he has practiced the 1st diagram's technique, it is best for him to obtain the 2nd diagram next. If this was the 3rd diagram, perhaps Qin Yu would not be able to practice its technique.

As he looks at the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram, his eyes suddenly brighten. He focuses his entire attention on the diagram.

There are 36 pictures.

"Indeed, almost as I expected, there are 36 pictures, only that these pictures are different from those of the 1st diagram." Thanks to undergoing previous transformations, Qin Yu's soul has been enhanced a lot and he has even acquired the holy sense.

As soon as his holy sense sweeps across the diagram, he sees everything and easily memorizes everything.

Qin Yu desires these 36 pictures the most. As for the other secrets, he has never thought much about them. Moreover, even if he thought more about them, he would not necessarily obtain them. So far, Qin Yu has always thought that the mysterious technique of the legendary super expert in the War of Immortals is definitely not the pictures on the diagrams' surfaces.

Anyone with some brains will think so too. If the secret was so simple, in so many years, perhaps it would have already been figured out by someone.

The most important thing is … can body training alone make him as formidable as the legendary mysterious man?

Using his holy sense, Qin Yu examines the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram carefully but finds no other secrets as before. He can only put it back with a smile: "Qin Yu, you're a big fool. In the past so many Xiuzhenists were able to collect the 3 Trans-Heaven diagrams but they couldn't find out any secrets. What can your puny holy sense possibly discover?"

Having obtained the 36 pictures of the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram Qin Yu is already completely satisfied.

"Ha-ha, I haven't checked out the other treasures in the Secret Treasury yet." Qin Yu gives a smile then activates his holy sense and covers the entire Secret Treasury with it. The range of his holy sense is several hundred meters so covering this small secret room is no problem to him.

"Such a big cat's-eye gem is really attractive. That horsetail whisk seems ordinary …" Qin Yu playfully evaluates. All of a sudden, Qin Yu's smiling expression freezes.

"Impossible, impossible …" Qin Yu's holy sense has just discovered a secret and he cannot help getting dumbstruck by it.

He stretches out his hands mechanically and gets the jade case of the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram again. Then … he slightly presses a small device on the side of the jade case. After a series of clack noises, Qin Yu unexpectedly opens another layer of the jade case with ease.

This jade case unexpectedly has 2 layers. Originally Qin Yu only thought that its bottom was rather thick, but it actually has 2 layers. Moreover, incredibily … there is a square jade block in the 2nd layer. That soft multicolored light and that clear writing tell Qin Yu that this square jade block is …

The 3rd Trans-Heaven diagram!!!

"Goodness, how can I possibly be so lucky? This …" At this moment Qin Yu becomes totally excited because he has unexpectedly obtained all the 3 legendary Trans-Heaven diagrams. Of course, he still has no way to solve their mystery. He gets excited only because of those 36 mysterious pictures.

Qin Yu heaves a sigh then thinks emotionally: "What good luck! If I hadn't used my holy sense to check, I still wouldn't know there is even a Trans-Heaven diagram in the bottom of this jade case." The 3rd Trans-Heaven diagram is very similar to the 2 previous diagrams and also has 36 pictures.

Qin Yu immediately starts to learn these pictures by heart.

He does not know at all that, after Qin Shi Huang obtained the 3 Trans-Heaven diagrams in the past, even though he could not figure out their secret, he also learned the movements of the pictures like Qin Yu. However, Qin Shi Huang then only found these movements totally useless and naturally abandoned them.

After the destruction of the Qin dynasty, the 1st and 2nd diagrams got lost in the turmoil of war. The only Trans-Heaven diagram left was the 3rd one, which has always been concealed by the Qin clan for the last 1000 years. When Qin De obtained the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram, he naturally put it in the same place as the 3rd diagram.

...

3 days later,

In his own courtyard house, Qin Yu is carefully experiencing the movements of the 36 pictures on the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram. Sometimes his movements are fast and sometimes they are slow. When he is fast, he is much faster than even the fastest movement of the 1st diagram. And when he is slow, he is slower than the 1st diagram's slowest movement.

However, even when Qin Yu moves slowly, his entire body still creates several illusions, which is very strange.

Other people do not know, but Qin Yu himself knows the cause of this. When practicing this mysterious body-training technique, which for the moment Qin Yu calls the Trans-Heaven Mysterious Art, everything within a 2 to 3 m radius of him will be affected, including the air. Only because the air around his body is distorted can the illusions appear.

Qin Yu's entire body is being encircled by 36 energy streams as before, only that the color of these energy streams has changed from silver to a mixture of silver and gold. Qin Yu has a feeling that when he completely masters the 36 movements of the 2nd Trans-Heaven diagram, the color of the 36 energy streams will probably become pure golden.

"Third Prince, His Highness has finished training and is waiting for you at Mingshan Pavilion." The voice of a servant comes from the outside of the courtyard house.

As soon as Qin Yu hears that, he stops practicing: "Father has finished training." He cleans himself up a little with a washcloth then slightly stretches his sluggish waist, causing his entire body to emit a series of clack noises. His vigorous muscle power is moving through his body like mercury.

Thanks to practicing this technique, Qin Yu's body has been improving rapidly. His strength and speed both have reached a whole new level. If the current Qin Yu had to deal with Zhen Xu, perhaps he would be able to kill the opponent with ease. He moves his facial muscles a bit, smiles, and leaves the courtyard house at once, hurrying to Mingshan Pavilion.

******

Qin De, Xu Yuan, Qin Feng, Qin Zheng, Qin Yu, Manager Ge Min of the princely mansion, the blue-clad old man, the gray-clad old man and Xiuzhenist Fengyuzi, 9 people altogether, are the 9 most superior people on Qin De's side. Fengyuzi has completely covered Mingshan Pavilion in a mysterious restrictive spell so their voices will not transfer to the outside.

Qin De's and Fengyuzi's expressions are very solemn at the moment. Seeing such an atmosphere, Qin Yu has a feeling that the matter in hand seems very serious.

In a galaxy far away, there is a kid with an innate inability to practice internal techniques. In order to gain the respect of his father, he resolutely chooses to follow the more difficult and painful path of practicing external techniques. As the years go by, he grows up, but what really changes his life is a mysterious meteoric crystal stone — the Meteoric Tear. This stone fuses with the young man’s body unnoticed, and he seems to undergo drastic transformations as a result. After that, everything is changed. Eventually his father knows that the son for whom he hasn’t really shown a lot of consideration possesses astonishing abilities. And there’s a lot more to come.

Opening my eyes, I found out I was looking at a dark sky. A bright light was shining from the right. Sitting up, I turned my head to a source of light and It was coming from a middle-aged man.
My eyes widened and I slowly got up. " W-who are you?" I ask the man with a tone of awe and confusion.

Chuckling the man walks closer with his hands behind his back and he said, "God, of course."

A look of shock spreads over my face before turning to a smirk. I reply with heavy sarcasm, " Yeah, and I am James Bond."

I then say while pointing at the darkness, " It's ok buddy, I will find us a way to get out of here and I will be sure to get you to a hospital."

The man's mouth was uncontrollably twitching. He replied with a bit of anger, " I will tell you this once and one time only. YOU are dead and since you saved a lot of good people, you will get a wish and you get to pick where you want to go."

God said this in a slow voice. That dumb so-called God was mocking me. I say while my anger was rising too, "Then prove it, you so-called "GOD"!"

God looks at me for a few seconds before waving his hand than saying, " See for yourself."

The dark void slowly transformed into a road that looked oddly familiar. There was an accident happening. People were surrounding a man. Walking over I experienced a feeling of Deja vu. I looked at the man's face. He was exactly like me. I realized a few seconds later that I had died. Slowly sinking down to my knees, I raised my head to look at God. " I am ready for my wishes now, " I say in a weirdly calm voice. 

Finally seeing that I matured a little bit he asks, " what is your wish and where are you going?"

Looking back at him I say, " I want to go to DC to become a hero... For my wish, I want to give my parents a nicer life in their next life." 

" Very well, it is granted... Are you sure you don't need anything though? You are going to a world full of people stronger than you, " God says this while looking at me with pitying eyes.

" I will be fine, I can do fine on my own, " I say this while looking in Gods eyes telling him I am serious about doing this. 

He sighs then says to me, " Goodbye then." 

He waves his hand and a wave of energy sweeps through me. I look at my arm and see it disappearing from the fingers up. Fully disappearing, God says, " I will at least give you a gift of gratitude for saving my mortal daughter and son."

Even though I was already gone. he transports to back to our world to see his son and daughter again.

Death haunted me everywhere I went. I never truly live a life of peace as all those who were close to me died. I was born in Gotham and was meant to stay with no hope of survival. One night I was ambushed by a group of thugs and beaten to death. The funny thing was, they had done it for fun. They just laughed as I bleed out on the ground. Where were the heroes when you needed them? I slowly died but a miracle appeared in the form of an artifact hidden in the same alleyway I had died in. Once my blood touched it, I had become a Gamer. Oh, and I can't wait for revenge, cause it coming soon.

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