MTL - This Pirate Relies on Justice - Chapter 777 Old times・Pirates

New book “President Fu, The Reborn Sweet Wife Is Online” seeking collection~“What does it feel like?” Her hand was tightly gripped by him and pressed against his cold, sharp, handsome face. “I mean the face.”After being reborn, she turned over a new leaf and clung tightly to her fiancé, refusing to let go. The two of them worked together to crush the scum, scattering dog food everywhere.Rongcheng's Mr. Gu, the most powerful, prestigious, and aloof man, held only her in the palm of his hand. After marriage, her biggest distress was: how to deal with a husband who is too doting and too clingy!

Within the Huang Realm, a world where the era of divinities has ended and the era of immortals is nearing its waning years, exists the Buzhou Immortal Sect. And within the Buzhou Immortal Sect on Jade Peak was a disciple of the sect, Xi Tianyi. He was of noble birth, the only child of the Sword Empress who reigned invincible.

But the truth was that Xi Tianyi, was originally an ordinary mortal from Earth who suddenly woke up one day as in another world filled with immortals and demons. Under heavy pressure, knowing that his life is at stake to whoever is strongest, Xi Tianyi quietly cultivates in hopes of one day fearing no one and discovering the circumstances of his transmigration. But…

«You bastard, you stole my fiance!» Said a former genius who had lost all his cultivation.

«Bastard, pay with your life for the death of my entire clan!» Said a cultivator with blood leaking from his hatred filled eyes.

«What the hell?! I’ve been cooped up cultivating quietly so why are you guys suddenly finding trouble with me?! Besides, I’m only ten!» Cried out Tianyi in disbelief.

«Fine, if you want to make me your cannon fodder, I’ll step on your corpses for my ascension!»

What happens when, along his journey, a powerful god suddenly becomes curious about mortal life—a life he’s never experienced?How thrilling would it be when a god, born as a god, suddenly decides—on a whim—to descend into the world of men and indulge in the pleasures of mortal existence…?[A/N: Author is a transcendent daoist of culture and a firm believer in Milf supremacy!]A mighty, ancient god… The God of Souls—Deus Anima! Ambushed by Zeus, the so-called Heavenly Emperor— A maniacal tyrant who seeks to kill and destroy any existence he deems a rival.Wounded, cornered, and left without a means to reincarnate…He suddenly remembered a certain world. A world he saved from utter destruction exactly eighty-three years ago.A world he sealed and tucked away in a special plane of his divine dimension.Upon arriving, what he found shocked him— The Soul Species he treasured most were on the brink of extinction.But fate wasn’t done with him just yet. Among the dying embers of that world… Two souls shone brilliantly. Two souls that met his standards.And so… it begins. Not a path to power—because he’s already powerful beyond comprehension— But a journey through planes and dimensions…Hunting and killing gods. Building his first ever harem in a world were he's worshiped as the one true God...A/N:Due to plot and the unique nature of his rebirth, smut scenes will begin around chapters 27–35.Once they begin—It’s back-to-back carnage and carnal pleasure, blended with intense action!This plot has depth, heat, and heavenly thighs. I promise—the wait is worth it!Excerpt:“In every Soul, there is a Universe! And in that universe—you are king! And when you are king… you give the law. Every being must bow to it!”“Zeus… you made a grave mistake. You dared to go against me—do you not realize that I am the unspoken ruler of your empire… of the entire Heavenly Plane!?”“Worry not. For I will return. And when I do… I’ll take your head. One by one, I’ll slaughter every last hypocritical god and angel!”“I am the only law. The king of Rebirth and Reincarnation! You really thought… I would die so easily!?”A voice echoed through a space so dark and vast it seemed infinite.Ethereal. Divine. Mystical.But little did he know—Not everything… is what it seems.Follow the Soul Mancer, God of Souls, as he embarks on a journey across planes—Slaying gods, enchanting beauties, and unleashing divine retribution upon heaven itself.Milfs, mortal maidens, and mature vixens beware.#SMUT ✓ Check#Domineering MC ✓ Check#Overpowered ✓ Check#Dark & Gritty ✓ Check#Character Development ✓ Check#OP MC ✓ Check#R18+ ✓ Check#Harem Building ✓ Check#Magic & Mayhem ✓ Check#Reincarnation ✓✓ Double CheckAlternative Titles:Rise of the Ancient God of SoulsDeus Anima: Rise of the Soul SovereignGod of Souls AscendingThis book is entered into the WPC!So please—Read,Vote,Review,And recommend to your cultured friends.Let them experience divinity... one steamy chapter at a time.DISCORD SERVER!

“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!]