I Became A Thief Who Steals Overpowered Skills - Chapter 15 The Unchanging One

Reborn in a World of Women?Dying as a pathetic convenience store clerk and reborn in a world ruled entirely by women?When Marcus dies, he opens his eyes in a world of women with magical powers where men are treated like treasures but submissively. He awakens as a son, the only son of the Duchess with two hot sisters.Marcus had it all—Magic, family, immortal ladies wanting to enroll him in the academy, the empress asking for a private meeting, princesses sending marriage proposals. Everything he ever wanted in his first life.But on the day, he was supposed to awaken, he was struck with a blessing and a curse.An Incubus System wanting him to enjoy this paradise by secretly taming these beauties, and a vengeful dead harem god wanting him to destroy this paradise.But some vengeful god wanted to use him for petty revenge? Hard pass. Marcus wasn't about to wreck his perfect paradise because a dead deity had unresolved issues. Hell, if the god kept interfering—why settle for being used when he could Snatch the god's power instead?Heavy romance, slice of life, action, magic and academy Immortals ladies, princesses, empresses.

To Gu Mo, everyday life seems like a peculiar online game. He gets 'knocked offline' after being awake for 8 hours and can see other people's IDs and health bars.And even worse, he could enter some mysterious places in the city.“Buzz...for protecting...buzz...physical and mental health, users under 18 are subject to the anti-addiction system restrictions, your...online hours have reached eight, forced offline...login restriction...please complete quickly...buzz...official certification...”

Lan Chang’an has gone through two lifetimes of reincarnations, and in the third life, he aimed for stability until reaching the Nascent Soul Realm in hopes of unraveling the mysteries of the Nine Seal Stele. Consequently, he cultivated the Ancient Trees Evergreen Technique, which wielded modest power in return for greater lifespan.

His approach is not one of fearlessly engaging in battles, but of navigating with steady precision and forging meaningful bonds with others.

Throughout his long cultivation journey, he encountered individuals at various stages of their cultivation, including a Decent Faction Head, a Prodigious Beauty, a Giant Demon Lord, an Evil Cultivator, a Thousand-Year Old Demon, and a Puppet Master Pulling Strings From Behind The Scene.

Observing the ebb and flow of the world, witnessing its ups and downs, he unknowingly became a living fossil in the realm of cultivation, akin to an evergreen tree spanning through eternity.

In the world of mortals, the flow of life is steady, shrouded in the illusion of longevity, yet decisions are made decisively, with a clear sense of morality.

“Whose child is it?” Winston and Yu-jin were once passionately in love, but due to a misunderstanding, they separated. Even now, Winston believes Yu-jin was involved in an affair with his father. After being cruelly abandoned, Yu-jin struggled to survive alone while raising his daughter, never expecting to cross paths with Winston again. Then one day, a fire forces Yu-jin out of his apartment, leaving him and his daughter homeless. At his lowest point, he learns that Winston’s father, Harold Campbell, left him an inheritance in his will. Desperate for any help, he decides to visit the Campbell estate. When they meet again, Winston still despises him, while Yu-jin only wishes to collect his inheritance and leave. To his surprise, Harold has left him far more than expected—but with one condition: he must marry Winston and bear another child within a year. Yu-jin tries to refuse, but reality is harsh. Fueled by resentment over Winston’s continued cruelty, he agrees to the marriage out of spite. Winston, on the other hand, makes it clear that their union is nothing more than a formality to fulfill the will. Yet, despite their intentions, an undeniable pull keeps drawing them back to each other. Both insist it’s nothing but lust, desperately ignoring the emotions that refuse to fade…