MTL - When the Little Milk Dog Decided To Break Up with Zha Shou - Chapter 3

In a world governed by cultivation and power, Li Tian was once a formidable warrior, feared and respected. However, betrayal led to his untimely death. Reborn in a new realm, he awakens as a 17-year-old bastard child of a powerful family, ridiculed and ignored by those around him. Retaining the memories of his past life, Li Tian is determined to seize this second chance.As he navigates the treacherous waters of his new existence, Li Tian finds himself entangled with numerous captivating women, including his alluring stepmother, Xu Fang, and his charming fiancée, Zheng Wei. With a system that reveals his hidden desires and offers him tasks to complete, he must confront his inner struggles while forging bonds and gaining strength.Will Li Tian rise above the stigma of his birth and carve out a destiny worthy of his past glory, or will the shadows of betrayal continue to haunt him? Join him on a journey of self-discovery, love, and conquest as he seeks to transform from a mere bastard into a legendary figure of the cultivation world.

In a certain world, there was someone who excelled in magic combat, people called him 『Sage』. Seeking the strongest combat art, he devoted himself to research every magic and combat arts in existence. And the conclusion he arrived at was very cruel, 『My body is not fit for magic combat』. Yet he didn’t give up. He sealed his own soul with a magic art, and was reborn in a far-off future. And the magic theory in the completely changed world he saw there was of unbelievably low level.

“His novel. His rules. His fight to take it all back.”Who would have thought Tavian would end up trapped inside his own novel?Not the chosen one. Not the villain.Just a forgettable extra with laughable stats and no place in the story he once ruled.And the protagonist he shaped into a perfect weapon?He’s real—and hunting him.Armed only with the knowledge of the world he created, Tavian has one choice: exploit the system he built… or be devoured by his own creation.He knows how the story is supposed to end.And he won’t let anyone else decide his fate—especially not the characters he once controlled.

To exist in a certain place, at a certain time—it's always either by chance, or by choice.But sometimes,There is a third force.One that doesn't ask.One that doesn't explain.It simply places you—wherever it wants.Arséne had always been dragged into places he never chose.Situations he never asked for.Realities he never belonged to.And when, at last, he decided to act on his own terms—To take the initiative,To move first,To choose…He simply died.