MTL - This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come - Chapter 698 1 more Yang Shou

I really want to become stronger!

Ding! Congratulations to the host for binding to the Myriad Realms Mission Upgrade System and starting the journey of becoming stronger.

What? You said S-level ninjutsu is rare.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Immortal Technique? Dayama Rasengan.

What? You say the admiral is very strong? Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating Admiral Akainu. The Clear Sky Hammer is the strongest martial spirit! What, that thing can still kill people? I have Emperor Yan that can burn the sky! What, that thing can still burn people to death? System, I want to be the big boss. Ding, congratulations to the host for becoming the Digital Emperor. System, I want a Zanpakutō. Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the most powerful Ice Emperor Pill. “How do you practice? How do you practice so fast.” “Sorry, I am a genius.” My name is Xia Muyang, a person who thinks about wandering every day. I am not in the world, but there is a legend about me in the world.

Main characters: Natsume Yo, Wada Chiba,

- Description from novelbuddy

A heaven-defying ring that allows objects to be brought back from games into reality!

“Gege, what does cultivating feelings mean?? Is kissing when you eat someone’s mouth?? How are children born??” The 3-year-old Xiao Tu likes to chase after her ChangZhi gege and ask questions…

Ten years old Cheng Zhiyan had always seemed been studious and hardworking. However, when he heard these three questions, he was stunned and fled in an instant… until one day, a certain thirteen-year-old Xiao Tu pressed Cheng Zhiyan to the wall and kissed him. Then she smacked her lips to savor the taste and said: “It turns out that when you kiss orange juice, it really taste like orange juice ah…” the always calm and indifferent Cheng ZhiYan, once again fled in defeat.

**TN: ChengZhi Yan’s name sounds like orange juice

- Description from Novelupdates

A silhouette of a man standing upon a boulder with the crescent of the moon shining behind him.

A kukri dripping with blood in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The image of burning flames surrounding him.

The countless mercenaries screamed as they saw this scene.

“It’s a demon!”