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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.

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Their Weakness

Just like the beggar, Seven is not revealing his cultivation stage; he appears to be ordinary, but his strength and abilities are comparable to the 2nd-Step Qi Condensation stage.

Seven hurriedly stood up, eyes wide, as the huge amount of red energy covering him exploded from the impact of the punch.

"You… have a lightning attribute?!" Seven shouted in shock.

"Yes, so what?" Apollo replied as his body appeared in front of his opponent. He held his wooden sword up high, wind and lightning erupting from it, and with a slash, time seemed to stop.

Seven's body was covered in red smoke, but instead of defense, he focused on his movements. He took a step back and tried to escape, but the wooden sword sped up as if anticipating his move.

"Argh!" Seven grunted in pain, the red smoke dispersing from the attack, with wisps of lightning remaining and consuming his red energy. Gritting his teeth, he turned the smoke into a spear and thrust back.