MTL - The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era - Chapter 315 Fake cats and sharp knives

Cliché! Cliché! Cliché!OP protag? Check.Beautiful girls? Check.Standard plot? Check.Sub par writing? Yes.Sit back, turn off your brain, and stuff yourself with this junk food novel! I would also like to add that this novel is a touch more romance heavy! A touch!I also post on Scribblehub, the main site I update on. If you like what you see, consider supporting me on patreon!

In his previous life, because of a cultivation technique that he could not cultivate, Sword Genius Ling Dao was hunted down by the Purple Vine Holy Land multiple times. Not long ago, the Purple Vine Holy Land killed many disciple of Ling Family s. In the end, he was still suppressed by a peerless expert at the bottom of the Divine Sword Mountain. Day and night, he suffered the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart!

After his reincarnation, he was Crown Prince Xiao Yao. However, because of the Sword Qi in his body, Ling Dao had become extremely weak, and was unable to cultivate. His mother had left him when he was five, in order to find a cure. His father had barged into the Celestial Dragon Forbidden Area for him a year ago and still had not returned.

The King Carefree Palace had been annihilated, Jiang Zhong fled a thousand miles away with him, and Jiang Zhong, on top of the Celestial Sect, had been humiliated … The misfortune that followed after, was that it accidentally helped him to open the peerless Desolate Immortal Slaying Force cultivation technique, and from then on embarked on a journey that defies the heavens! ” It won’t be long before I make them regret their actions! “

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I gave them my everything.My time… my strength… my heart.I trained while they slept.I smiled when they laughed.I stayed… even when it hurt.And what did I get?Nothing.They looked at me like I was pathetic.Like, I didn’t belong.Like I was… less.But I... the naive person I am, continued trusting them.They told me to act like trash, fine—I became trash.They told me to act like a scumbag, fine—I played the role.However...One mistake, one single moment...That’s all it took.And they threw me away.But now…Someone else woke up in my body.A stranger, a man who doesn’t know the pain I suffered, but wears my face.Let’s see what he does with it.Because me?I’m done with this life, so to the soul who took over my body...This is your mess now…'Gray'.

Cal was the pride of his guild, the one that other Initiates looked up to. Then he died. So did his guild.His understanding of the world shattered before his death. His guild was nothing compared to others, which meant he was the best of the worst.When Cal was given a second chance, he wouldn’t repeat his mistakes. Who cared about being a [Mage] when it would just mean death? He would survive, even if it meant being something he sneered at in his previous life.A [Farmer].Of course, when did anything go according to plan? Never.