MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System - Chapter 215 Gift of the mountain god

Living carefree at home is the greatest shortcut—- My house is the world’s greatest magic power spot, that being the case both my house and I were summoned to another world by some guys who were aiming for it. However, I’ve been living in this place for many years and my body is, apparently, abnormally overflowing with magic. Due to some unforeseen circumstances by those guys who summoned me, they quickly ran away. Be that as it may, there are some ill-mannered people who covet the magic leaking out of my house. I won’t give up my house to those people! I’m going to wield my power as I please!

Bai Bing traveled to the world of immortality and found that all immortal cultivators were parasitized by parasites.

The foundation building Dan, which consolidates the foundation of the road, is actually transformed by insect eggs;

The dirt discharged by washing the marrow and cutting the bones is actually the excrement of parasites eating the body;

The entire sect is a nest of insects;

The immortals soared, actually making wedding dresses for the parasites.

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[The race clearing system has been activated, and the swarm is being analyzed…]

[Hint: The swarm is dangerous, hide yourself and clean it up]

Bai Bing never imagined that his first mission when he came to Qingyunzong was to destroy the sect himself.

- Description from novelbuddy

This is the tale of an earthling, who transmigrated as a dying third-rate god but somehow rose through the ranks, gaining followers and eventually causing the Fourth Great Apocalypse.

Her grandfather was the emperor’s respected teacher, with disciples all over the world.

Her mother was well-read in poetry since childhood and was the most talented woman in the previous dynasty.

Her father started from nothing and gained the emperor’s favor, rising to Minister of Personnel.

Li Mingwei was an unrivaled noblewoman in the capital city.

A mistaken marriage let her see through worldly affairs. She fled the hustle and bustle and returned to live in her countryside residence, choosing a different kind of life.

By the side of the blue stone road, that person had stood still for a long time. He held an umbrella and reached out a hand to her.