Great Doctor Ling Ran - Chapter 1290

In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame.Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity.In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory.In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations.In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever.Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage,there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither.Years later—……When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces!Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path.

Shi Yu, an Archaeologist and Mythologist, crossed into a foreign world where Noble Beasts were the mainstream.

A top-secret experimental explosion transports Xiao Ming to a parallel world resembling ancient times.In this hostile land, he is the most unfavored prince, given the most barren fiefdom.Fortunately, however, a mysterious item from the experiment—the Technology Crystal—comes with him, granting him the ability to upgrade a technology tree.Thus, he begins a leisurely life in his fief, farming and developing industry.In the face of his unfriendly brothers and sisters, he has always followed the motto- friends come and get wine, jackals come and get shotguns.

Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates.Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth!“Thud.”He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him!However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own:“The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil.Spiritual sublimation commences!”