Titan King: Ascension of the Giant - Chapter 14: Basic Resistance Skin

Ben ends up in One Piece world with template system.First 8 chapters the narration is not so good after that it will be ok.---Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the songs used in this fic.

The great cultivator Qin Zhao, unable to bear the torment of her treacherous disciple, chooses death but ends up reincarnated as a scandalous starlet in the modern entertainment industry.This starlet is notorious for not taking her career seriously, engaging in underhanded tactics and is shunned by all top celebrities.Forced to make enemies and infamous, Qin Zhao retorts: I only know fortune-telling, keep the negativity coming.Using her skills in fortune-telling and feng shui to exorcise evil and dispel disasters, she becomes the honored guest of various magnates, turning haters into fans.However, her husband, a man of immense power and unpredictable moods, who is cold and difficult to handle, increasingly resembles her former disciple.Qin Zhao promptly serves divorce papers, demanding him out of her life. But the cold but elegant Dr. Chu reveals his true nature, desperate to keep her.Clutching her hand, he holds a scalpel to his chest, declaring, 'Zhao Zhao, you can take my life anytime, but you cannot leave me.'You destroyed and rebirthed me, thus my life can only be yours thereafter.ps: The fierce and cool female immortal master X from white to black, a seemingly cold but drama-loving doctor.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

Eight hundred years ago, Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming, was killed by his fiancee, Princess Chi Yao.

Eight hundred years later, Zhang Ruochen came back to life, only to discover that the fiancee who once killed him had unified the Kunlun realm and opened up the first central empire, known as “Queen Chi Yao”.

Empress Chi Yao – ruling the world, she is powerful in all directions; youth is eternal, immortal and immortal.

Zhang Ruochen stood outside the ancestral hall of the emperors, looking at the statue of Empress Chi Yao, with a raging flame of hatred burning in his heart, “When I rebuild it for thirteen years, dare to call the empress to Huangquan.”

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