Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 195 - 53: The small world inside the mirror, Coronation Day, the debates in the Flame Hall, the opportune time for uprising_2

Lin Jie, a transmigrator, is the owner of a bookstore in another world.

“The stronger the weapon you awaken, the greater your chance of survival.”That’s the law on Mars, humanity’s last refuge after Earth fell.After the mysterious death of the Red Space Dragon, the most powerful of its kind, the surviving dragons tore through Earth in a brutal war, each hunting the lost source of its power. Half the planet was scorched in their wake… and in the chaos, Gavin died. Crushed under rubble. His girlfriend was slaughtered. His dog too.Both gone.But death wasn’t the end.He awakens on mars - into the future, years later, in a new body. Stronger. Sharper. Not entirely human and with the new name; Tatehan.Mars, now colonized by desperate human survivors, is a harsh, dystopian, dangerous world ravaged by wild Martian beasts and alien threats. And here, power is everything.Survival depends on awakening ancient weapons — divine swords, elemental guns...But Tatehan awakens something else entirely, the lost spaceship of the Red Space Dragon.A sentient vessel. Alien. Unimaginably powerful.The ship grants him access to a mysterious system that unlocks alien powers, not all at once, but only through extraordinary feats.[You have awakened your first ability: Gravity Manipulation — Level One]Armed with this force, Tatehan will battle monsters, rival factions, and godlike threats.He will journey to Venus, Pluto, and Saturn’s moons.And from the ashes of Gavin’s past, he will rise, now as Tatehan, not just to survive, but to become a legend feared across the galaxy.

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.

“Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own ‘billion’ interpretations of various spells.”Atop Misty Peak, the sect’s senior disciple was educating the new beginners.At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, “And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?”