I Became a Billionaire After Being Reborn - Chapter 66 - I Want a Divorce!

10 years ago, after “the Gate” that connected the real world with the monster world opened, some of the ordinary, everyday people received the power to hunt monsters within the Gate. They are known as “Hunters”. However, not all Hunters are powerful. My name is Sung Jin-Woo, an E-rank Hunter. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowliest of dungeons, the “World’s Weakest”. Having no skills whatsoever to display, I barely earned the required money by fighting in low-leveled dungeons… at least until I found a hidden dungeon with the hardest difficulty within the D-rank dungeons! In the end, as I was accepting death, I suddenly received a strange power, a quest log that only I could see, a secret to leveling up that only I know about! If I trained in accordance with my quests and hunted monsters, my level would rise. Changing from the weakest Hunter to the strongest S-rank Hunter!

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James, a bored supermarket worker who loves reading cultivation novels, dies in a car accident and gets reincarnated into the body of Tian Li, a talentless cultivator from the Cloud Sect.

Unhappy with his new life, he decides to leave the sect and pursue his dream of starting a farm. Along the way, he makes friends with a big toad named Big. T and finds a cheap house in a remote village.

However, he soon realizes that his peaceful life is not as simple as he thought. He will have to face dangers and mysteries that will challenge his beliefs and test his courage.

Will he be able to follow his own path in a world where power is everything? Find out in this hilarious and heartwarming cultivation novel!

All of that with the help of his incredible System!

[Spiritual Farming System]

A potato Tian Li plants becomes a rare 100 Year Old Potato, which increases cultivation! The animals Tian Li takes care of became Spiritual Beasts, and even the fish he fishes were rare golden carps!

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The Slice of Life will truly start after he leaves his sect the second time, and makes his own sect.

It will also start the kingdom building aspect. Also, he might become dark in the future for some reasons related to his cultivation and his demonic energy!

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I am Racist.…I mean, my name is Racis T.I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him.One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence.That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker.Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death.But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway.All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that.Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there.But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money.Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way.Because, well—there was an afterlife.And it was absolutely not what I wished for.