King of Classical Music - Chapter 45

“Ding! The first function is activated, and automatic training is turned on. The training speed is equal to the super evil!”

“Ding! The function upgrades, the training speed doubles, the function upgrades, the training speed doubles!”

“Ding! The second function is activated, turn on automatic martial arts…” “Ding! The third function is activated…”

Is it difficult to practice? I’m sorry that one day of cultivation is equivalent to decades of cultivation for you!

Is it difficult to practice? Sorry, I can easily learn countless exercises without doing anything!

Alchemy is difficult? I’m sorry that my pill will be moldy if I can’t finish it!

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After Su Lang passed through, he obtained a one-click training system, which is getting stronger every second! From now on, sling everything, the world has no enemies!

Solomon is a street orphan with nothing to his name.After being forced to flee his homeland, he lives by scrounging around for scraps and stowing away on ships.But one day, an encounter that seems orchestrated by fate thrusts him into the world of a prominent family of nobles and on the path of an even grander destiny than he could have anticipated.The crossroads lead to many paths. But to move forward, Solomon must overcome the storm of anger that shrouds his past and hides his future.———————Character artwork is available in the discord! Come check it out!https://discord.gg/q68P5JPnNz

A ritual gone wrong gave him the world's deadliest Class—now all he wants is blood.Zeth stole the most powerful ritual magic in the world from a mad cultist. A Class that's fueled by the blood of his enemies and human sacrifice. One that's illegal to use, punishable by gruesome death. And now that he has it, he's faced with a choice: hide away for the rest of his life from those who would hunt him down, or embrace the power, becoming the hunter to get revenge on the murderer that stole his friends' lives.For Zeth, that's no choice at all.His enemies have to die. And he plans to use every drop of blood, eldritch ritual, and demonic summoning he can to kill them.

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!