Urban Super Medical Sage - Chapter 1647 - 1640: How Lucky

To this day, Associate Professor Li is still somewhat puzzled.Why has the Immortal Cultivation Realm changed so much in just a hundred years?Looking at the new Sword Sect elective textbook on the table, Li became more silent.[Chapter 1, Introduction to Sword Control Theory][Chapter 2, Maintenance and Care of Qinghe Series Thousand Machines Cruiser][Chapter 3, Postpartum Care of Sword-Toothed Beasts]......Closing the textbook, Li gave up thinking.But just as he was gathering his teaching materials to go to class, a brick-thick book was thrown in through the window.'You Let Me Enter the Sword Sect'Looking at this broken book, Associate Professor Li Guanqi recalled the afternoon he brought Zhang Ze into the Sword Sect.

Nine harmonic zither chords shook the universe, who dared to not acknowledge the lord?

After the Gaokao ended, Lin Feng started working at a bar to earn tuition.Unexpectedly, he encountered a beautiful woman who was drowning her sorrows, insisting that Lin Feng drink with her.Both got drunk as skunks, unconscious.When Lin Feng woke up, the beautiful woman had already left, and the previous night seemed like a dream.Two years later, during the first semester of his sophomore year, a beautiful tutor suddenly joined his class.Lin Feng: Hm? This beautiful lady, why does she look a bit familiar?Zhang Yuxi: Lin Feng, do you still remember that night two years ago?Lin Feng: ???When Lin Feng saw the four adorably clueless babies in Zhang Yuxi's home, he knew he couldn’t run away anymore…

How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.