Sword Spirit - Chapter 10: Asking For a Fight

Traveling to the world of Xianxia, ​​Shen Ping practiced like walking on thin ice for more than 20 years, but he didn’t have a golden finger. With his ordinary aptitude, his progress in cultivation was slow.

It wasn’t until I planned to lie down completely and married a wife that I was shocked to find that the way I opened the world of Xianxia was a bit wrong!

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.

APOCALYPSE.What is an apocalypse?Anything that stops or breaks the world's working flow, anything that throws human civilization into disarray, is an apocalypse.It can be a zombie attack or an EMP attack, where electrical appliances and other things stop working. Even a natural disaster at a catastrophic level will result in an apocalypse!This book is the story of one such unique apocalypse.A fantasy apocalypse where a game system descends on Earth, making humans the ones being played.Monsters roam on the earth's surface as humans hide, while gods watch from above.Some of those gods support, while others just enjoy.So, if you want such a book, then hop on your seats and put on your glasses (if you have any), as this is going to be a story of a very unique type of apocalypse (according to me).Join me in the journey of a boy named Alex as he navigates and survives through the apocalypse, along with an AI capable of copying anything.

“My pants are already off. Stopping now would be a bit redundant, don’t you think?”

Everyone knew the cool, aristocratic Chairman Li was sick, but only Rong Yan knew the man was problematic and sick in the head. That day, she was accosted at the bedroom entrance. Long arms held her against her will as the man leaned into her ear and whispered, “Marry me.” Rong Yan struggled to no avail. Frustrated, she said, “I have a boyfriend of five years.”

“You mean my son is your boyfriend?”

For her baby boy, she was willing to secretly marry this billionaire chairman. From then on, he held the knife for her kills, and poured the gasoline as she set fires. Everyone knew the chairman was possessive and paranoid—and Rong Yan was his bottom line. The five-year-old Li Duidui was at a loss. When Daddy and Mommy fought, was he supposed to help clear up the misunderstanding or close the door on them…

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