My Game's NPC Girlfriend Has Come To The Real World - Chapter 43 - 42: I Want to Die

[Warning: This thing contains a bit too much bloodshed... so...]yes u saw the tags right, this is a mix of cultivation and tower so expect both the magic and cultivation in this.Villainous MC with a Personal system? if thats what u were looking for, you already got it!check the book out.-----Ye Tian was once just an ordinary human from Earth, living a mundane life. But fate had other plans for him.He was mysteriously transmigrated into the world of cultivation, a place where strength reigned supreme and power could shape reality. In this world, Ye Tian embarked on a dark path... the path of demons.After trillions of years of cultivation, he ascended to the pinnacle of power, becoming the Absolute Demon, feared and revered across the entire cosmos.His beauty was angelic, but beneath that flawless appearance lay the heart of a ruthless killer... a demon hidden in the guise of an angel.Countless races trembled at his name. He was a cold-blooded, merciless force of destruction, known for slaughtering without hesitation.Entire worlds were laid to waste at his feet. His cruelty knew no bounds, and his reign of terror spanned eons. Yet, for all his strength and dominance, there was no satisfaction.Ye Tian grew weary of the endless killing and ruling. Standing at the top, alone and bored, life had become empty... a never-ending cycle of bloodshed that no longer stirred his emotions.But everything changed one fateful day.In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian found himself back in his old body, back on Earth, as if the trillions of years he had spent cultivating were nothing more than a distant dream. However, this Earth was not the one he remembered. The world had changed.A giant Tower had appeared... like something out of the fictional fantasy stories he had read in his past life.And just as Ye Tian began to grasp this new world, a system window appeared before him...[Connecting to the Tower.]*****

Arlan can go back in time by one minute, once per day.And every time he levels up, he can go back a little further.But, even with his growing power, Arlan has never been in more danger. Demon magic was never supposed to make its way into the hands of humans, and its original owners would go to any lengths to take it back.What to Expect:-Numbers. This is a LitRPG written by someone who loves LitRPGs. It won’t be overwhelming or confusing, but if you dislike the genre, this probably isn’t the story for you. Blue boxes ahead!-Meaningful progression. Characters are always working to grow more powerful, but doing so is difficult. Level-ups are hard-earned and bring with them meaningful change in characters’ abilities.-Tactical combat. Fighting is as much a battle of wits as it is a battle of muscle, after all.-No harems.

The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders.

I, Chen *Ping’an, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode!

My name is Chen Ping’an, Ping’an* of Peace, and I am a swordsman.

The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

Notes:

* Ping’an means peace

** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

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