MTL - Starting Off Survival With A Small Treehouse - Chapter 551 Can you return to the original world?

The absurd adventure story of Ian, a wizard in a medieval fantasy world.

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Ling Xiao was a powerful martial expert who fell in battle and was unexpectedly transmigrated into another world. He began life anew in the body of a boy with the same name, a fallen genius of the Ling Family whose cultivation had been crippled in a surprise attack, and son to a father who had also suspiciously been crippled under similar circumstances. Armed with knowledge from his previous life, Ling Xiao aim to restore his strength and establish his place at the top of this new world

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The meteor pierced the sky and also pierced the peace of the world.

Transcendent power comes to the world, who is watching in the dark, and who is whispering in my ear.

When the roar shatters the sky, when the power steps down the abyss, when all life and death are dominated… They call me – God.

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After a night of indulgence, An Ge became pregnant with the powerful and influential Mr. Huo's child.During the pregnancy, the powerful man frequently drew her blood.In order to save her life and protect the child in her womb, she shocked everyone by saying, “Mr. Huo, I'm carrying your child!”The man sneered, “Are you trying to blackmail me or do you wish to die? If so, I'll grant your wish!”Disheartened, she faked her death and fled with the child.Later, that man, who was always cold and harsh to her, knelt before her grave for three days and nights.Later still, word somehow got out that she faked her death, and he became enraged, locking down the globe in a frenzy to find her.Finally, one day, he cornered her at a wedding, furiously roaring, “You can't marry him, I'm the real father of the child!”An Ge squinted and smiled slightly, “Sorry, who are you?”In the time that followed, he humbled himself into the dust, every night kneeling in front of her bed, begging, “Miss An, please marry me.”