Power and Wealth - Chapter 1940

When waking up, Jiang Tian found out that it was not too late.

In his previous life, Jiang Tian was a member of Jiang family in Jinling. He suffered a disgrace that was his fiancee broke off the pledge of marriage, so he had to marry into the Zhao family. Although Zhao Xueqing, his wife was the first beauty in Hangzhou, he always beat and scolded her. A few years later, he went through a family upheaval, and his loved ones died one after another. With despair, guilt and hatred, Jiang Tian jumped from a cliff. But he did not die. Instead, he started a cultivation journey for as long as ten thousand years in another space.

He became the supreme god, but he died in the process of opening up the universe. With the regret for his parents and the guilt for Zhao Xueqing, Jiang Tian, who retained several thousand years of memory, swore that he would never let his loved one suffer any grievances and injuries this time!

- Description from Novelupdates

In a world ruled by magic crystals, Luther Isan is anything but ordinary. After a twist of fate throws him into the pages of the dreadful novel Magic Crystals Reign Supreme—a book he loathes with all his heart—he awakens inside the body of a character so minor he appeared only once and was promptly forgotten.But fate has other plans. To his horror, Luther discovers he possesses a power long thought impossible: the ability to wield magic without the aid of a crystal. A gift so rare, it sparks fear, awe, and suspicion in equal measure.When he accidentally saves the novel’s protagonist, Luther is mistaken for the “Child of the Gods” and proclaimed as the world’s saint. Suddenly, every faction wants a piece of him—while all he wants is to run far, far away.Armed with nothing but sarcasm, bad luck, and a desperate wish to escape, Luther is dragged into idiotic situations, endless misunderstandings, and world-saving duties he never signed up for. And to make things worse, the true protagonists of the book have now been ordered to guard him at all costs.Can a man who just wants peace survive being the most “important” person alive? Or will the world’s fate be doomed… because their so-called saint is the ultimate reluctant hero?

Her revenge required his resources. His price was her surrender.She ran from a gilded cage. He’s the only man who can give her the keys to her revenge—and the one who knows how to make her beg for his touch.Her only weapon is a job at Daki Tech, where she finds herself at the mercy of her childhood rival, the ruthless billionaire Reomen Daki.He offers her a deal: his resources for her vengeance, in exchange for her absolute submission in a brutal professional war that bleeds into nights of white-hot tension.Their every clash is a battle of wills laced with searing attraction, a dangerous game where the lines between hatred and hunger blur.To burn her family's world to the ground, she must first play with the one man who knows how to make her burn.

Mutations occurred around the whole world and soon, a demonic apocalypse befell.

In order to defend against demonic beings, humans swiftly entered a globalized digital age. Everyone would be able to choose between a fighting or a supporting job through awakening once they reached the age of 18. These people would get stronger by slaying demonic beings.

Lu Yan had awakened to the weakest job, a Necromancer. However, he had also received a Job Supporting System and was able to reawaken into a hidden job, Lord of the Death.

“Necromancers are so weak that they die in one hit!”

“Man, that dude’s luck is just the worst. He did get a fighting job, but it’s the weakest. What can he do? Summon a few skeletons?”

“Also, aren’t there only like a handful of Necromancers out there? There aren’t a lot of experience or resources for them to inherit. Their future seems bleak.”

“Forget Necromancers! I got the Holy Knight job! Your all-around king is here!”

Not long after that, Lu Yan appeared in a full set of Death Nether Armor while wielding the Death Soul Scythe and leading a 100 thousand-strong death army. With a single swing of his scythe, he split the mythical rank demonic beast in half.

“Necromancers are weak? What does that have to do with me, the Lord of the Death?”