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Beggar Cultivation System

Apollo Leone tried to prolong his life as best as he could. But alas, he couldn’t escape the grasp of death. Even with his talent and being the wealthiest person on Earth, he died on a hospital bed. All his money, power, and influence vanished with his last breath. However, fate proved to be playful. Who would have thought there was a place after death that is neither Hell nor Heaven? There, he met a faceless woman named Aster, who granted him a new life on another planet where strength reigns supreme. But on one condition... Wait?! I have to live my life as a beggar?! Known as the most wealthiest person to have ever live and the person at the very top, how will he adjust to this new world where people can summon meteors, punch through mountains, and cut the sea in half? Beggar Cultivation System Activated! "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" ... ... "You received 100 Alm Points!" "Do you want to advance to the next stage?" "Yes!" Author's Note: -I will try my best to incorporate comedy into it and give it a slice of life style. - If we reach 300 Power Stones each week, there will be a bonus chapter. -100 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra Chapters at the End of the month.

Lncea · Oriental
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305 Chs

Instigating The Clouds

Apollo fought a battle entirely different from the two Headmasters.

He continued firing techniques at the red cloud of smoke, each attack infused with his Lightning Attribute. The cloud shattered as the lightning ate away at it, but every time a chunk dissipated, it instantly reformed, sending its energy into the red line stretching across the city.

Apollo didn't know what would happen if the ritual succeeded, but he refused to dwell on it. His utmost priority was destroying the red cloud.

However, seeing his lack of progress, he realized he would only waste his Lightning Attribute if he kept going. He had to think of another way.

Apollo lowered his hands and looked toward the sky.

The clouds concealed the moon, preventing its brilliance from passing through.

A thought crossed his mind—one he didn't want to entertain but knew he had to act on.