Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food - Chapter 52: Scouring Liu Erlong’s Legacy

After transmigrating, Shen Yuan initially thought he would be able to join an immortal sect and live forever in luxury under the aid of the system. However, who could have predicted that the Falling Clouds Sect, mentioned in the novice guide mission, had been destroyed ten thousand years ago? He was late by a full ten thousand years!His path to immortality seemed to have lost all hope, but Shen Yuan has found a completely new approach to the system missions.If the Falling Clouds Sect had been destroyed for ten thousand years, no one should object if I claim myself the Sect Master, right?He wrote his name in the list of Sect Masters. Hidden achievement completed: Sect Master, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Pot’s Heaven.A Demon Path Giant from ten thousand years ago left a remnant soul, preparing to hide in a ring and act like a grandfather?He destroyed the ring in a backhand manner. Hidden achievement completed: Demon Path Nemesis, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Gods Purging.An ancient forbidden land from ten thousand years ago, left with nothing but desolate hills and graves due to Spirit Energy depletion?He sent a construction team to remodel the scenic area and moved the graves one by one. Hidden achievement completed: Leveling the Ancient Wilderness, rewarded with the Heavenly General Divine Power: Seven Arrowhead.While Shen Yuan was busy collecting hidden achievements, rumors of a powerful return of the Falling Clouds Sect quietly spread throughout the whole Cultivation World.

Bibi Dong, once the powerful Supreme Pontiff, never expected to be reborn—especially not as someone else's martial spirit. In this new life, she finds herself bound to a young soul master with great potential but little knowledge of the powerful spirit within him.As Bibi Dong guides her host, she must confront her past mistakes and figure out why she was given this second chance. Is it to correct her past, or is there something more at play?

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Kivas Chariot is struck by the sun—an event that corrupts her soul beyond repair.In the blink of an eye, she's transported into the midst of a cosmic ritual, performed by three eldritch beings beyond comprehension.Overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of their presence, her fractured soul erupts in a desperate tantrum, shattering the terrifying rite.Yet beneath their monstrous forms, one of the entities reaches out to her gently—soul to soul—and asks a simple, warm, and comprehensible question.“What is it you truly desire?”Tears welling, Kivas whispers from the depths of her being.“I want to be loved!”The entity grants her wish.But not directly.Now, somehow awakened in a strange new world, Kivas discovers something bizarre—there are stats, HP, MP... even classes and skills.In a world where time matter less and power are more rampant, Kivas attempts to strive and live her brand new life.