MTL - Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 11 past

He is a young man without a spirit root. It is believed that this denies him the chance at cultivation. However, a mysterious lady imparts a Supreme Demon Classic to him and from then on, he starts his path of cultivation.
He undergoes a total transformation to emerge as the most fearsome and powerful fiendish demon in his era, that even immortals and fiends are fearful of him, and saints are at his beck and call.
Mastering the Supreme Demon Classic is the turning point in his life. He is able to unleash his immense and divine power from within, illuminating the entire universe!

Synopsis: I have joined a harem warrior's party in search of magical ingredients. But why does the warrior keep talking to me? ______________________ Reiew: The protagonist, who goes by the name Louis, joins a hero's party to gather magical ingredients. The party, made up of heroes who admire the main hero, initially sees Louis as a competitor. However, Louis has no interest in becoming a heroine or pursuing a romantic relationship with the hero. Instead, Louis plans to support the heroes and ensure they stay together, but finds herself constantly misunderstood as a rival. Louis’s quirky and endearing traits lead to humorous interactions with the hero's party as she tries to prove she’s not interested in romance​.

Alicia Rosalyn Von Heist is the youngest daughter of King Edward of Alvannia. She is an illegitimate child born from a maid in the castle her father has fancied. After her mother died when she was young her father took her home and ‘adopted’ her.

The waves ripple around me,calling me in a whisper,Into the deepest part of the ocean.As I walk on the soft sand,the water sweeps over my feet,surrounding where I stand,giving me the sweetest sensation.Oh ocean,why do I feel so attracted to you?Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers?As it causes cold shivers down my spine.I could hear your gentle lullaby,It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honestJust like a refined diamond.Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper?Caressing waves upon the shore,Once again you beckon me.Why do you show yourself at my doorstep?Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go?Why do you call me so desperately?I want to know, cause when the sea calls?Who will answer?