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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

The Immortal Realm [PART 5]

Shin surged forward, his diminutive form a blur of motion as he launched himself headlong into the fray. Yet, for all his youthful bravado, the harsh reality of his inexperience became glaringly apparent as the Heavenly Palace elites deftly evaded his frenzied strikes with contemptuous ease.

"Is that all you've got, little one?" one of the figures taunted, his words dripping with condescension as he sidestepped Shin's wild haymaker with a disdainful sneer. "I've faced more formidable opponents in the nursery!"

Shin gritted his teeth, frustration welling within him as his attacks continued to miss their mark, his fledgling grasp on physicality proving woefully inadequate against the seasoned warriors arrayed before him. A vicious backhand caught him squarely across the cheek, sending him tumbling through the ethereal void before he managed to arrest his momentum.