Basketball Legend: When Pride Still Matters - Chapter 3 - 2 Second Life_2

She, a renowned assassin of the 21st century, actually crossed over to become Su Manor’s most useless good-for-nothing Fourth Miss.

He, Jin Empire’s imperial highness, was an emotionless overbearing demonic tyrant with unrivaled talent.

Everyone knew that she was idiotic and good-for-nothing and bullied her as they pleased. But only he, the overbearing tyrant with the discerning eye, wouldn’t let go of her even if his life depended on it.

For the time being, let’s just see how the stubborn versus stubborn clash and play out in this good show of the chaser and the chased.

The Demon King dies and the entire Demon Realm perishes in the prologue of “The Demon King is Dead,” and I have become the Demon Prince of that novel.

… Somebody save me.

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In a multiverse where countless universes and galaxies coexist, one man named Aadi has reached the pinnacle of power, surpassing all before him. But after achieving his goal, he finds himself at a loss on what to do next. To pass his eternal life with purpose, Aadi opens an extraordinary bookstore in a random world, accompanied by his witty friend, Asty, a white cat.

With his vast knowledge and experience, Aadi takes on disciples, each with their own unique hardships and goals.

Amidst action, adventure, and hilarious moments, Aadi will maintain his ordinary facade while secretly guiding his disciples to achieve greatness. Along the way, he will entertain himself and Asty by playing pranks on unsuspecting customers.

With a focus on the powerful Azure Divine World and the growth of Aadi's disciples, this story promises a thrilling journey through various realms, where different types of disciples, from cultivators to mages and magi, will rise to face their destinies. Join Aadi and his extraordinary bookstore as they navigate the mysteries of the multiverse and uncover the secrets of profound cultivation.

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An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.