The Rise of Millwal - Chapter 60: "Deep-pocketed" Millwall

Due to being reincarnated into a financially struggling noble family, I had to find a way to make money.“Just wait one more day, and the next volume will be out!”“Next week is a hiatus? Are you out of your mind?”“Hurry up and give me the next volume!”“Quickly!”Before I knew it, I was overwhelmed with deadlines instead of romance.

[Female lead with no romantic interest + ancient female awakening + passionate righteousness + refusing to be a submissive woman] After failing to conquer the emperor, the system punished me by forcing me to livestream modern life to ancient people.

The man I personally supported to ascend the throne saw me wearing a strapless minidress and dancing seductively at a banquet amidst revelry and wine, and he flew into a rage, accusing me of violating womanly virtues.

I smiled calmly and pointed the camera towards a modern street, launching a shocking livestream for the ancient people!

“Good heavens? It’s nighttime now, but what are those pearls shining so brightly?”

Female lead: Those are light bulbs.

“There are indeed objects in this world that can transmit sound over thousands of miles away. What a marvelous treasure!”

Female lead: This is a cell phone.

“How could the women on the streets dress so scantily and shamelessly flirt with men? Don’t they know propriety? Why hasn’t the county office come to stop these debased women and thrown them into pigsties?”

Female lead: Because this is the glorious era of China!

Bai Feng transmigrated into the game and became a formidable giant of the demon race, Bai Qingling.In the game, Bai Qingling was a scheming and cold-hearted character who would do anything for immortality. He practiced the art of Voodoo, created human puppets, and committed all sorts of evil deeds.What's even more despicable was that he always treated his three adopted stunning female disciples as pawns, making them the common antagonistic bosses in the “pure love” and “fallen evil” paths of the game!Bai Feng's arrival happened to coincide with the game's finale. At this moment, Bai Qingling was severely injured, completely depleted of mana, and about to be betrayed by those around him!In order to protect himself, Bai Feng had no choice but to intensify his wickedness and interact with those around him with the most ruthless and evil demeanor.But little did he expect that...Eldest Disciple: What a great immortal Master is! I really want to cry!Second Disciple: People misunderstand him so much. Master is truly a great immortal of love!Third Disciple: If we can contribute to Master's quest for immortality by sacrificing everything, what are we waiting for?Righteous Fairy: Master, if you don't abandon me, I will be willing to abandon the light and embrace the darkness, serving you faithfully!

There was a mysterious old man who approached the failed swordsman with the “100 million years button”. A magic button which can achieve the same effect as training for 100 million years if you push it.

The failed swordsman who pushed the button had his doubts, but immediately felt tremendous power rising in his body. So he pushed the button many times.

However it was a cursed button. The moment it was pushed, he was confined to the 100 million years prison of time. The first 100 years were devoted solely to training. After 1000 years he had forgotten why he swung his sword. He stopped thinking completely after 10,000 years had passed. After 100 million years he became crippled and finally managed to return to the real world. At the same time losing all his memories from the past 100 million years, the only thing that remained were his sword techniques. “I can become stronger just by pressing the button!” or so he thought and pushed the button many times after that. Foolishly trapping himself in that 100 million years of hell each time.

As he continued this loop, he began to think “If I destroy this world, will I get out of here?” A few billion years later, he finally escaped from the loop.

This is the story of a failed swordsman trying to make a name for himself in the world.