Regressing as the Reincarnated Bastard of the Sword Clan - Chapter 141: The Spirits of the Mausoleum (1)

After dying in a tragic accident, Oscar was reborn into a lowly tribe in an ancient world of great magic where only the strongest survives. Following the decimation of his family, his only solace comes in the form of a remnant which resides in his body.Live the tale of powerful warriors and deadly monsters, and tell the story.

What is my 1000-year-old monster self to do when I’ve failed my immortal ascension? Time travel — accidentally — and wind up back in my 9-year-old body, needing to re-cultivate, of course. But after that? Get REVENGE! Muahahahaha! But the idiot who killed me — also accidentally — was the main character of the dumb harem Xianxia I transmigrated into. But wait. Wasn’t he only 7 or 8 at this point in time? Well, since I can’t harm a child or the main character without suffering in some way, then I’ll just have to raise him better, faster, stronger, and loyal! Muahahahaha!

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had.Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone. His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating.But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name.And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay.But lust wasn't love, right?Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise.

Mysterious occurrences loom; the entire world dramatically changes.The fate of individuals and nations becomes bound to AnalogHorror (rule kaidan), and once the chosen of destiny fail, it means countless people in their corresponding nation will be slaughtered by the strange phenomena.The entire world falls into unrest, panic, and despair.Until an absolutely unexpected individual joins the AnalogHorror game.Xiao Yiwang glanced at the weird world before him and then at the examination admission ticket in his hand.“Have middle school entrance exams always been this complicated? Well, it does prove my intelligence!”“I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!”