MTL - The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way - Chapter 454 Alchemy (3)

Aiden, who spent his days staring at a screen and playing the same game, 'Leclentia', had finally succumbed to his unhealthy lifestyle and died...

However, he found himself reincarnated in a world full of mythical creatures and magic, with his consciousness inhabiting the body of a frail young boy who was supposed to attend the mage academy.

“Wait... I've reincarnated into Leclentia!”

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How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…

Outside the planet, there is a dead and boundless darkness.

Unknown planets are connected, woven into shelters of life, and countless cosmic races explore, develop, multiply, and fight against the empty darkness.

The little nameless clan can gain power for hundreds of years, and the powerful clan of billions of years can disappear in an instant.

Cultivation and inheritance, Tianjiao contends for glory, and heroes rise.

The human race started strong and went to the end.

No. 5 Broken Star, 732 Island Town, Wang Yu started his cultivation.

A few years later, the human race has bloomed in every corner of the world.

Countless human race arrogance looked up at the only human race god emperor.

“God Emperor Wang Yu, how can I cultivate to follow in your footsteps?”

The god emperor looked back and was slightly surprised. “Cultivation is not just repetition over and over again. It will become natural after you have fully practiced. All of you are more talented and savvy than me. I believe I don’t need to say more about it.”

The arrogance of the human race looked at the figure of the god emperor floating away, and remained silent.

“Proficient, what is that…”

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To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.