Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! - Chapter 452 - : Aren’t You Afraid that I’ll fall to my death?

He once reached the peak—only to discover that the heavens reward no one.Betrayed by fate itself, his soul regressed through time and claimed a new body: Gu Qinghe, the disgraced Young Master of the Gu Clan, born with status yet ridiculed as a waste.This vessel was different.With every memory from his past life intact and the Infinite Comprehension System, all techniques revealed their secrets.Bottlenecks shattered. Incomplete arts perfected. Even forbidden paths bent before his understanding.This time, he would not walk the road of cultivation blindly.Every step was calculated. Every enemy marked.Using knowledge stolen from the future and comprehension that defied heaven, he would rise from ridicule to supremacy—suppressing prodigies, trampling sects, and overturning the natural order.The heavens had denied him once.Now, he would make them pay.

Zhou Mu finds himself remaining in a single-player VR game despite having decided to quit after platinum-ing the entire game. However, he realizes that the world has completely changed. Realizing life in the game is better, he continues on with his in-game name, William Kane.

“Why is the world united under my name? And what’s with the religion that honors me as their god? The royals are claiming to be my descendants? Was there ever such a function in the game? What have they done for the past 1000 years when I was gone?”

Zhou Mu was completely lost.

“Are you calling me a traitor? Aren’t you guys the ones who have been doing evil deeds in my name? Behold, for you shall witness this lost forbidden spell!”

The eldest son of the assassin aristocrat Tuatha Dé.

The skill, experience, knowledge of the previous life, magic, all of which grows his power as an assassin.

Excellent assassins pass through. He was usually admired as the ideal lord, and behind it wielded a blade as an assassin aristocrat.

Venshiro, a young ronin bound to the Black Vein Blade, is hunted by clans who would kill for the curse he carries. Every time he draws the sword, it takes something from him—his memories, his soul. But the blade remembers everything.And now, it wants more.