Shinka no Mi (Shiranai Uchi ni Kachigumi Jinsei) - Chapter 67: Second Year F Class

What happens when modernization meets cultivation? It’s far more complex than a cultivator wielding a gun.Imagine storage rings and beast contracts becoming modernized, transforming into devices that allow anyone to capture and tame monsters.What if alchemy could be modernized to mass-produce pills?Now, throw vampires and other mythical races into the mix, and the possibilities become endless.In this Fun story we have two Mc.Alex is a second-generation rich kid from the modern world, an awakener who spends his days as a whale in online games and reading novels on his phone.He’s well-known in the novel community for splurging money left and right, earning him fame as a loyal, rich reader. His mundane existence is suddenly turned upside down when he awakens to a new reality filled with cultivation and magic.MinYue is a genius cultivator, a jade beauty with immense talent, and the hope of her family to rise to new heights. Her disciplined life is worlds apart from Alex's carefree lifestyle, but destiny has other plans for them.By a twist of fate, their lives intersect when a mysterious system bonds them together, tasking them with the mission to resurrect the vampire race.Despite their vastly different backgrounds, Alex and MinYue must learn to work together, combining their unique skills and perspectives.Follow their journey as they become the strongest couple, navigating a world where modernization and cultivation collide, taking their throne as the Vampire Progenitor!

The most dependable (sarcastic) assassin -- Gao Xuan.Developing himself with an inventory of powerful gear. A master of biding his time, backstabbing, and brutalizing weaklings.Don’t love me. Nothing would come out of this.I am an assassin without feelings.

Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.