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I Created a Protagonist Sect: My Programmer Job is Super Overpowered

Hi there, I’m Chen Mo, as you’ve already noticed from my name, I’m a main character profile, or at least that’s how it was supposed to be. For legal reasons, I won’t be disclosing my real name, I’m a typical corporate slave working 996 at a game development company. Although I hate it, its not all that bad, I hop on with my non-existent friends every now and then doing the usual stuff, yk, cranking 90s, getting the Ws(never) and reading some dogshit wuxia novels with negative translations but I still make it work. That was my life until I was transmigrated into the world of cultivation and took over my boy Chen Mo’s profile RIP lol. Chen Mo’s your typical MC profile, yk, has talent, then gets spiritual roots removed or whatever, engagement annulled, just the usual stuff. Anyway, enough about that, during my transmigration, I somehow got to keep my programmer job, don’t ask how idk either. To pay tribute to my boy Chen Mo for taking his account before he had his heaven defying opportunity to take revenge, I’ll build a sect for all MC profiles in the world. Your engagement got annulled? here’s a cultivation system, your sect got destroyed? here’s a god-level cultivation technique, your spiritual roots are broken? here’s some more.

MrKonic · 玄幻
分數不夠
120 Chs

Disappointing

Tao Qi's blood turned to ice as an overwhelming chill enveloped him from behind. Every fiber of his being screamed that if he remained in this spot, death would surely claim him.

He immediately leaped away, distancing himself several meters from where he had been standing atop the two fallen disciples. The ground where he once stood flashed and solidified into an icy tomb before the mysterious being tenderly caressed it, shattering the frozen prison into a flurry of crystalline shards.

"You're surprisingly aware for someone so arrogant." The sweet, melodious voice was a stark contrast to the near-fatal attack just seconds prior.

Tao Qi shuddered as remnant shards of ice wormed their way beneath his skin, a brutal reminder of how narrowly he had evaded death's cold embrace. He stared fearfully at the figure before him - a beautiful woman appearing in her late twenties with striking blue and crimson hair and eyes, pointed fox ears, and a swishing tail.