MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come - Chapter 68 0: Removing the False and Preserving the Mantra Spirit【Ask for a monthly ticket】

Disclaimer: This story doesn't belong to me, I posted it here just to use the audio book feature of the app.For most, becoming a member of the Elite 4 would be the culmination of their Journey. A great achievement that solidified your status in the annals of history. For me, it was just the start of my journey. Hopefully, everything stays Normal.A pre-canon self-insert into the world of Pokémon.

By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife.I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on.At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly.(A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)

Due to all sorts of accidental mishaps, Qin Qi, together with the game system, is transferred into a strange world. In this world, everyone condenses Martial Soul, while Qin Qi’s Martial Soul was ten BOSS in the game! In the world, when others cultivate arduously, Qin Qi just needs to kill mobs and gain experience! In the world, there is only one alchemist among thousands of people, while Qin Qi can choose all skills, including Blacksmith skills, Spiritual skills, Matrix skills, Chef… Alas, it’s so annoying, so learn all of them. In the world, when people choose to be his enemies, their destinies have been settled!

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Being abandoned by his very own blood, the world stripped him of everything, his glory, his weapon, his beloved and even his name was taken away. He tried to reclaim what were rightfully his but the people already treated him as an outcast.With nothing left to do, he strode towards the place of no return and as he reached the deepest part by accident, he found a sealed casket with an unusual question engraved on its lid.'If the world's destruction would be put in the palm of your hand, how would it end?'Thousands of choices, hundreds of possibilities, and tens of answers, yet just one of these was certain.“I'll carve it with my enemies' blood,” he uttered underneath the moonless sky.On his hand was a blade made of glass, dripping with a crimson, sticky substance. In an era where war was an everyday occurrence and death was nothing but a mere consequence of being weak, his journey towards the labyrinth of revenge had begun.- - - - -Read at least six chapters and please be prepared to crave the rest. Enjoy Reading!