The Art of Chaotic Divinity - Chapter 742: Yan Jinghong, the Stepping Stone

Having transmigrated into the world of Journey to the West and become Tang Monk, equipped with a gaming system that allows for battling demons and leveling up, while looting equipment, from then on, the demons on the path to the Western Heaven were in danger. Monk Sha: Big Brother, it’s not good, another demon has been captured by Master. Tang Monk: You all listen to me today, it’s not you protecting your master on his journey to the Western Heaven to seek scriptures, but rather your master has to drag you all along, you know? Without you, your master alone would have fought, uh, made it to the Western Heaven by now...

The so-called real sea fantasy game “Endless Sea” is online, and Li Feng is fortunate to be a beta player.

But when he entered the game, he discovered that all the players had transmigrated into the game.

Deformed islands, crazy seabeds, fog and ravings coming from the deep sea…

Contracts, relics, curses, secret treasures, extraordinary, eternal life…

More players are selected, reality and game are about to merge.

Facing the whispers of the evil gods under the sea, Li Feng waved his fishing rod and decided to achieve his extraordinary path.

[Don’t care about the title of the book!

It’s really not a studio article!

The chat room fades away quickly!

The master is promoted to the extraordinary, and the restraint world!]

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I remember the story of a novel I had read in my previous life just before my marriage. If you don’t mess up the wedding, you’ll be poisoned by your husband! So I kissed the pastor who was in charge of the ceremony.

“Commander, are you alright?” shouted one of the holy knights as he approached the pastor who was kissed.

Huh, what?

Wait … are you the commander of the Holy Knights?

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Rurutia, who was about to die, wanted to spend her last moment in a temple where she felt at ease the most. She started a business with her friends for the temple, and it was a big hit.

“Miss, you have the world in the palm of your hands!”

“Are you a God who has descended to Earth?”

In the midst of being embarrassed by the large crown, the commander of the holy knights himself was also acting strange.

“All I wish for is to be your husband,” he said, his eyes shining with obsession. “Take responsibility for stealing my first kiss.”

This is all so wrong.

It seems that I changed my future.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.