The Dungeon Seeker - Volume 5 Chapter 1 part2

Traversing to a parallel World, Shinji Kamihara discovers a mysterious notebook called the 'Chronicles Of Urban Legends'.By writing urban legends in its pages, he can bring them to life in the real world. In this Japan, many of the urban legends from his previous life are absent—Hanako-san of the Restroom, Hell Girl, Sadako’s videotape, the Eight-Foot Woman, Mary’s phone call, the Seiryūji Tunnel, the Gaze from the Cracks, Tengu Elementary…“Let me unleash a pandemonium of Monsters and Ghosts upon this World!”

Mo Ran felt that taking Chu Wanning as his master was a mistake.

(No Female MC + Ruthless + Infinite Style + MC is not a saint)“Are you tired of mediocrity? Do you crave power?If you want to break free from the ordinary and possess power that surpasses all beings, then join this game.”Ye Shuangluo was chosen by a mysterious game to become a reserve player. As a player, he must face opponents from other parallel dimensions and multiverses. Fortunately, Ye Shuangluo awakened his unique talent: “Achievements Master”. By accomplishing a series of achievements, he can obtain countless powerful skills and attributes.When the cross-server war begins, foreign players traverse the spacetime gate to his star. Ye Shuangluo stands above the sea of stars and strikes with a single slash. The unparalleled blade aura instantly annihilates all invading enemies. Facing the countless terrified enemies on the other side of the spacetime gate, Ye Shuangluo sighs and says leisurely:“I really just wanted to quietly rack up achievements, why did you have to force my hand?”

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger)—What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses.I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…