MTL - Sword Spirit - Chapter 7 Returning to the city

Zixin dies from Qi Deviation and an Earthling transmigrates into his body, the Earthling then accepts his new identity as Xong Zixin and embarks on a new journey of cultivation.Zixin later discovers that he actually has a System called Attack Catching System which like its name suggests, captures and stores attack from people who attack him.…[Ding! 1002 punches from a Core Condensing Realm have been captured successfully!][Ding! Qi Deviation has been successfully captured!][Ding! Soul Possession Attack has been captured unsuccessfully.],...Follow Zixin on his unparalleled journey to the peak of martial arts, releasing saved attacks on his enemies and competency obliterating them.

All things are born from the void and all things shall return to the void.

Elias, a large and beautiful world consisting of millions of planes and millions of different races.

And such a wonderful world is run by powerful beings called Gods! Born from the dawn of time their divine might shines on all beings.

Over time It is said that the Gods created everything. But is that really true?

If so, who created the Gods?

Accidentally reincarnated in this strange world due to an unforeseen accident. With a thirst for knowledge and a hunger for power, Elric with the help of his A.I chip seeks a way out for himself whilst under the oppression of the Gods.

Soon under Elric's relentless desire for knowledge, the first group of humans with powers comparable to Gods were born, Wizards!

He dissected a flame slime and learnt to control flames.

He studied a dragon and created dragon-slaying magic.

He tasted a Phoenix and cracked the secret to immortality.

Unexpectedly before he knew it most of the races in Elias had been studied and dissected by him already.

One day when he was bored and there was nothing to do, Elric suddenly turned to the sky with a sly smile on his face.

“I know! Why don't I study the Gods!”

That day the whole Elias shook. with a crazy smile on his face Elric led an army of wizards and stormed the God realm!

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

“Stop following me!” Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him.“I’m only trying to protect you,” she responded.Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself.”She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving.“Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence.“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.“I did,” he sighed in defeat.