MTL - Wear It Until Crazy Beauty Scum a Loses Control - Chapter 9

The eldest son of the assassin aristocrat Tuatha Dé.

The skill, experience, knowledge of the previous life, magic, all of which grows his power as an assassin.

Excellent assassins pass through. He was usually admired as the ideal lord, and behind it wielded a blade as an assassin aristocrat.

Betrayed by his closest friend.Abandoned by his own family.Tossed into a death labyrinth, waiting for a second, crueler death.Aaron should have died —but fate had other plans.At the bottom of despair, he stumbled upon a sealed SSS-rank Dragon God, chained and forgotten by the world.In exchange for freedom, the Dragon offered him a contract and a new name,Three years of pain.Three years of torture.Three years of absorbing the ancient mana buried under the labyrinth.When Aaron rose again, he was no longer human.He was a Legendary Dragon — the first of his kind, carrying a power the world was never meant to see.Wielding the Beast Sovereign Ultimate Skill, Aaron can tame mythical beasts, spirits, and even monsters birthed from nightmares—and share their powers as his own.The fallen will rise.The abandoned races will follow.And his wives will fight beside him.This time, Aaron will not be a pawn.He will command.He will conquer.He will become a God.Additional tags:No Incest, No Rape,, Harem, No Loli, Succubus, Elf, Angel, Vampire, Cat girls, Dragon Girls, Fox Girls, Monster Girls, Slaves, Princess, Yandere, Righteous Characters, Primordial War, Peak Lore, Gods, Churches, Mana, Transmigration, Devil, Demon, Death, Evolution. Can't think of more clickbaits.

No family, no power, no inheritance — a thrice-lacking protagonist. Just how will the seed rise up from the mud?

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The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders.

I, Chen *Ping’an, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode!

My name is Chen Ping’an, Ping’an* of Peace, and I am a swordsman.

The Midland world was full of wonders.

In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of.

At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face.

In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories.

In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture.

An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland.

Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south.

Notes:

* Ping’an means peace

** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

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