Blood Legacy: New World of Doom - Chapter 143: You're Not Qualified

“Ruan Ruan, don’t think about leaving me.”The cold lips landed on the corner of her eye, and Su Ruan finally realized she had truly been reborn...In her previous life, she believed the scumbag man and cheap woman, and was ultimately pushed to the Insect Race, dying a miserable death. However, the man she always despised remained devoted, loving her broken body even after her death.In this life:“Ruan Ruan, is someone harming you? Then I'll kill them all.”“Ruan Ruan, you can only be mine.”“Ruan Ruan, I beg you, don’t leave me...”The Federation Empire's highest Commander, Lu Shinian, does everything possible to keep her by his side.Having thought that after being reborn, this Commander addicted to paranoia would only offer a cold hand to hold. Who could tell her that the “big dog” with fluffy wolf ears whimpering by her side every night is really Lu Shinian, the highest interstellar Commander?“Ruan Ruan, I want a kiss.”“Ruan Ruan, hug me.”“Ruan Ruan, why are you ignoring me again, boo hoo.”In the interstellar era, strength is revered, and the 3S Lu Shinian is a strongman among strongmen.But he is ironically shackled by an atavistic phenomenon that uncontrollably appears every so often. Wolf ears that suddenly spring up, an extra tail, all do not match Commander Lu’s image.From then on, to maintain his cold and towering image, Su Ruan covers Commander Lu's little ears, continuously working hard!Star Network spread that Su Ruan publicly jilted Lu Shinian, embarrassing him, and she would surely be hated and despised by him.But later, at a certain graduation ceremony, someone saw the always abstinent and aloof Commander Lu pin Su Ruan against the wall, corners of his eyes red, his voice aggrieved, “Ruan Ruan, kiss me.”

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.“If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way.”

Le Xia traveled to the Marvel world. He was born ordinary, but after encountering a dilapidated bronze box, his life was destined to be extraordinary.

“Put on the holy clothes and protect the love and justice on the earth!”

The moment he touched the box, these words were imprinted into his soul.

Whether it’s evil spirits in the dark, covets in the starry sky, or “gods” who regard all living beings as playthings, all evils that try to disturb the peace of this land will face the justice of the saints.

When the golden holy clothes reflected the dazzling starlight and the white cloak fluttered without wind, the legend of the Saint Seiya began to spread throughout the Marvel universe.

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The world is filled with talented people. But, there are many who never possessed that talent. They work hard, but hard work often doesn't give them a good result.

Fu Chen was one of those. He was a mortal, without any talent for cultivation. But, with the help of an strange encounter, he inherited the Strongest Offline Cultivation.

Join Fu Chen's journey where he uses his system, not to be strong but to gain talent. Because he knows the power doesn't come without the sacrifice, so he isn't willing to use his system to gain strength.

Rather, it opened a path for him. A path where he encounters opportunities which he couldn't even dream off before.

Traveling in this path, he finally gets a chance to accomplish his dream but accomplishing his dream was just a part of a bigger goal. It was the mystery behind his system.

Where did it come from? Was he alone? Are there other people with such systems? All of these questions began to pop up in his head and he knows he must find the answers.