Cultivators Are So Weak in This World - Chapter 69: Towards 68, Part 2

Living a perfect life helping others and without committing any wrongdoing, Noah meets his untimely end saving a girl from being hit by an incoming truck.While he accepts his end, he finds himself not in whatever afterlife awaits, but an enigmatic place only known as “The Cycle.”Due to his “Perfect” karma of one million, he is transported to a fantastical world of magic, though he chooses a simple, quiet life along a lake. However, when being sent to this second chance at life, one gift is bestowed upon him:[...Integrating System…][Jack-of-All-Trades System Activated.]From doing push-ups, chopping trees, and even cutting vegetables, every action is its own unique skill, able to be ascended from a meager level of zero all the way to greatness!

Lucia grew up not knowing she was a princess.

In a future where humanity has already conquered the galaxy, a whole new realm of mystery and horrors beyond human comprehension opens up to them, the Primordial Expanse.For as long as he could remember, Alex worked in the mines of an asteroid so desolate it didn't even have a name. But to him, this was home.He knew that his future held nothing for him and he would die a lonely and forgotten death just like everyone else stuck on this godforsaken rock.That was, until one day he wakes up to the realisation that he would die soon, as the Primordial Expanse called for him.This mysterious realm is a place of promise and opportunity for many, but for people from the slums of society like Alex, it was only a curse that almost always guaranteed death.Follow Alex on his journey though the Primordial Expanse as he navigates his way through battles, trials and enemies to carve out a space for himself at the peak of the universe.***[WSA 2024]This novel is purely a work of fiction, any names, locations and characters are all made up and do not depict or represent the real world.

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.