One Last System - Chapter 410 Mutual Determination

A Pill Emperor of his generation was set up by a traitor.

Since then, the world lost a Qingyun Zi and gained an invincible silkpants.

Once again, walking the Great Dao of Alchemy.

How can I defy the heavens . . . with the medicine in my hands!

Due to being reincarnated into a financially struggling noble family, I had to find a way to make money.“Just wait one more day, and the next volume will be out!”“Next week is a hiatus? Are you out of your mind?”“Hurry up and give me the next volume!”“Quickly!”Before I knew it, I was overwhelmed with deadlines instead of romance.

What I'm a Dual Cultivator, such a great news but why do I have the skills and strength of the barbarian from the game that I made to pass time??The born frail son of a wealthy family who known by the name “Ye Fei”, he has been always the object of protection by his mother, twin sister, aunts, half -sisters, fiancee and his mother-in-law.But he overcome his weakness by awakening his Dual Cultivation physique and gaining his own game character skills, but now who will burn in his LUST first while living with this many women.As days past, countless beauties in the city have become his increasing lust targets. Well no woman will be left out of his claws.Every beautiful woman is a delicate flower in his eyes, and he will make these delicate flowers his alone. He picked them all around, and then stretched out his powerful wings, so that they would not be hurt a little....He'll take back everything that's belong to him. He'll take back his Father GANG control from his uncle and cousin. He'll find out the mastermind behind the plotting of his mother family loses and kill them in the most ruthless manner possible.Can he control his growing lust while his cousin Ye Yu who got their family gang is plotting for his demise.This is a story that is never told before nor can anyone told; this is the untold story of conquest of love, taboo and lust above all.

Vincent van Gogh, the painter who refused to be an accessory Of power and painted with his soul at the tip of a brush, was not understood by anyone and had to die like a madman, and he woke up in 21st century Korea.

Like a wheat field melted with gold, like a sunflower that swallowed the sun, a dazzling painter once again takes the brush.