MTL - Seeking the Flying Sword Path - v23 Chapter 4 Protracted

This is probably the story of a modern man who became the Seventh son of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty. This is probably the story of how the Seventh brother Yinyou worked hard and fell in love by the way. So there is no doubt that this article is ambiguous, and it is easy to guess who the couple is.

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[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 9-Tailed Heavenly Demon Fox Bloodline.]The Celestial Fox Deity: “Little Ancestor, our geniuses are struggling to advance their bloodlines. Could you spare just a small drop of your diluted blood?”…Cain wakes up only to find himself transmigrated into a novel that he had read a few years before his death.In this new fantasy realm where the strong are respected and the weak are trampled, Cain awakens his “Unique SSS-Ranked Primordial Beast Master Talent” before an error happens and merged with “Extra’s Harem Gacha System” which can help him become stronger by having sex with powerful women, including those summoned from the system’s Summon Pool.[Ding! You have shared an intimate moment with the Goddess of Light][Ding! You have received …% of her stats attributes][Ding! You have increased her stats attributes by …%]After merging his talent with the system, he can also contract and evolve powerful beasts, instantly upgrading their ranks using Evolution Points.With the ability to convert money into Evolution Points, Cain decides to build his own force, amass wealth, and take full advantage of the system’s potential to rise above all.[Ding! Do you want to refine the Ice Dragon’s Evolution Pill?][Ding! Do you want to refine the medicine liquid of God's rank?][Ding! Do you want to refine the Godbreaker sword of the God’s rank?]…

Working in a big factory for several years, Wang An, who was prematurely aging, accidentally obtained a cheat that can earn experience. The improvement of his skills brought him unexpected surprises.

It turns out that some things are not just legends.

Lightness kung fu can really make people walk on the snow without a trace, and fly over the walls.

Vajra is not broken, it can indeed produce the power of vajra, and become the body of vajra, invulnerable to swords and guns.

Congenital qi, grasping iron into mud

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Brushing experience does not rely on simple repetition, but requires continuous learning, summarization, and comprehension.

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The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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