Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me - Chapter 8 - 003: The Fleeting Years

In the world of dynasties and martial arts, Lin Yan awakened the memories of his past life and struggled to survive with his half-sister.

Fortunately, he awakened cheats. As long as the ability proficiency reached 100%, he could sublimate the skill to the extreme and give rise to strange special effects.

Swallowing – [Transforming Poison]: Invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, swallowing poisons can be transformed into qi and blood to feed oneself.

Five Birds Hand – [Spring Return]: consume qi and blood to recover from injuries

Dragon Fist – [Cloud from Dragon]: Ride the wind to swim the dragon, and speed instantly doubled.

Mountain Breaking Fist – [Wind from Tiger]: White Tiger breaks the army, and instantly doubles the instant damage.

Attack – [Ape God Strike]: The whole body force converges in one point.

Defense – [No Phase]: Distribute the attack received evenly to all parts of the body

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A secret realm wrapped in poisonous miasma, where no one could enter without being killed by touching it?

I had [Swallowing – Transforming Poison]. I could enter and leave the secret realm at will.

The secret medicine must be used to counteract the injury?

I had [Five Birds Hand – Spring Return], and I could practice at will without fear.

Every special effect was a cheat.

The world was in turmoil with demons, the people were like ghosts, the ancient world was revived, and the world would be in chaos.

Only with the idea of invincibility, I should open up a path of prosperity, overlooking the nature of the rivers and mountains.

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Opening his eyes, Long Tian finds himself in a scene where he's beating up a protagonist.

He's confused, until a deluge of foreign memories assaults his mind, leading him to a chilling realization: He has died... and transmigrated.

But there's a problem - he's become a villain!

At first, he's okay with this. But the more time passes, he notices something.

Why doesn't he have a system?!

This worries him. Going up against a protagonist without a system feels like a suicide mission.

But of course, he doesn't lose hope. He looks at his own identity.

The young master of an ancient family, check.

Rich and good-looking, check.

A genius with extraordinary talent, check.

Awakened the martial spirit of a dragon king, check.

With all of these, does he have any reason to complain?

“Goddamn protagonist, I will make you suffer!”

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Harem or not? I haven't actually made a decision about that. Let the storyline unfold, and we'll see in the future.

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Noa’s life turned into a disaster.He was fired for no reason, betrayed by the woman he loved, and left drowning in debt for a wedding that would never happen.Then a truck almost killed him.And just before the world went black—time froze.Suddenly, Noa is no longer an average human—he is a Dimensional Tycoon, capable of buying and selling planets at market price.When gods need immortality, Noa sells them elixirs. When demon kings want weapons of mass destruction, they pay in cash. When heavens fall, he buys the land. When empires collapse, he auctions the ashes.Noa can trade anything, as long as the price is fair.He doesn’t conquer realms, because in this world, money is the greatest power—and Noa controls the market.After all, even divine beings knock on his door—not to fight, but to ask for a discount.But every tycoon has to start somewhere.For Noa, it began with selling shampoo to bald cultivators.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]