MTL - Starting My Cultivation With Immortality - Chapter 392 There are cheap things to pick up in the prehistoric world

The loyal little assistant made a wish to heaven on behalf of her boss, hoping that the boss can get rid of her unmarried scumbag husband as soon as possible, and by the way, meet someone who is sincere to her boss.
The boring Tianzun in the sky accidentally heard the little assistant’s wish, and she made a difficult decision to throw her most beloved and stupid apprentice down, lying perfectly on the bed Wen Jinyu, the assistant’s boss, was on the bed.
Wen Jinyu, who just came out of the shower, raised his eyebrows when he saw a person in ancient costume on his bed. Did this person time travel?
Su Jingke was very confused after seeing Wen Jinyu, didn’t she just doze off, why did she come to the new world? ? ?

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Shu Xiaoran was very fascinated, didn’t she just take a promotional photo for a celebrity, why was she abducted by Xiao Xiaoxiao? ? ? And that second-tier Xiao Hua dared to touch her! Don’t you know that I’m your boss’ best friend! ! !
Tianzun was also very fascinated, didn’t she just come down to see the little apprentice, why was she being targeted by a fox? ? ? And that fox wants to sleep with her, don’t you know I’m a god! Still very powerful! ! !
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Content Tags: supernatural, supernatural, love in the city, entertainment circle, sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Jingke, Wen Jinyu ┃ Supporting roles: Shu Xiaoran, Xiao Xiaoxiao, Bai Jue, Tianzun, Shu Huiran ┃ Others: Sweet Wen Su Su Su Shuang

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After traversing through time, Li Xuan was delighted to have become the second son of Earl Chengyi's mansion, as well as a proud warrior of Liudao Fumo. However, just ten days into his privileged life, he faced fierce female supervisors, terrifying ghost-girls, and spiteful demonesses one after another.Amidst this whirlpool of challenges, Li Xuan claimed he didn't feel a bit panicked. A few years later, standing above the Yangtze River, he swung his sword, and with that, thousands of miles of landscapes were instantly frozen.Where will the demoness escape to? Take my sword!

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]

Initially, Lin Mo intended to become stronger through cultivating diligently. However, he discovered that staying idle was more comfortable. Most importantly, he could level up by doing nothing! Since he could achieve his goals by lying idle, why would he trouble himself to stand and work?

Lin Mo transmigrated to a martial arts world and realized that he had no talent in cultivating at all. Fortunately, he awakened the Idle Upgrade System. He could become stronger by staying away from the rat race and enjoying life.

Lin Mo lamented, “It’s not that I don’t want to work hard, but truly, there is no opportunity for me to do so.” As such, the most bizarre Martial Arts Saint in human history was born.