MTL - I’m Really Not An NPC - Chapter 164

One ant like mountain boy.A long path of cultivation filled with difficulties.A fantasy cultivation world filled with wonders.A young boy named Zhao Jiuge lived with his adopted grandfather in a remote village at the foot of a mountain. Their lives were difficult but they were happy to have each other. However circumstances soon force Zhao Jiuge to leave the comfort of his home and step onto the path of cultivation. Join Zhao Jiuge on his journey through the cultivation world so that he may have gain control of his own destiny!

Yesterday, she was a career woman struggling in the corporate world, but in the blink of an eye, she had become the legitimate granddaughter of Duke An's Mansion, the first wife of the Imperial Top Scholar...

A young man with an extraordinary mind is off on an exciting adventure when he mysteriously wakes up in the body of a feeble slave-guy in a different, rich in quirks world.

The main character, a selfish jerk, would use extreme means to achieve his goals. However, he never allows his base instincts to overrule his sense of decency. He always pays back both good and bad deeds.

Will his (terrible/excellent) mentality help him make a fresh start? Will he get through misfortunes and hardships of the new world?

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm.Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence----------------------------Hear ye, my loyal readers… From this day onward, updates shall be limited to three chapters per day—no more!Alas, my quill grows weary, and my stockpile of chapters runs thin. The weight of silence presses upon this tale, and my passion falters…I ask but a simple boon—Golden Tickets and a flood of reviews! Shall this humble plea go unanswered?.