After the delusional bi*ch was taken away, we went back into seclusion and enjoyed our final decade of peace in this world.But it wasn't the same for everyone, unlike us, who had been blessed with comfort after cutting our ties with the deranged family, the family's troubles were only beginning.The vultures that were eyeing them for a long time finally made their move. Some motivated by a chance to curry our favor, some in it for the monetary reward offered by some organizations that wanted to pry open the duo's skulls for any skills or manuals that the former Saintess might have left behind for them.In just three days, the hobo and his son were cornered. The hobo spewed nonsense again, preparing to battle to save some time for his son, but now that the protection umbrella of our sect was lifted, the people that chased after him weren't as limited in their options as our kind and wronged elders that couldn't retaliate wholeheartedly.Now a cripple, the

The graveyard is always cold and silent. When it rains, the soil becomes damp. I feel it in my coffin. I can't take a breath, I can't risk it. In two months, I'll run out of my lifespan. My wife would then lie here with me, but until then, I'll be wearing a hat while lying here.  Well, in a way, it should be the immortal who's wearing it but still. I'll miss some action. ... My husband is dead again, sigh, what bad luck. Now, it's my responsibility to deal with my ex. Oh well, he is very pitiful undoubtedly, but I can't pity him right now. It was my lust that made me start to act this out. Now with my acting, I'll put an end to this as well. I smear my make-up across my face, stop cultivating and stop eating, to make myself look bedraggled and miserable. Then I dig a hole just like my husband did and jump right in. But unlike my husband, I release my 'unstable' aura around, waiting for my 'love' to find out his main wife,

"So these immortals have become junkies huh? How amusing," A dark shadow held a thin book in its 'hands'.If any mortal were here, all they would see is an old book floating in the void, but the Immortals and Gods knew, this was their ultimate pursuit.This was the creator and destroyer of the unimaginable multiverse with thousands of universes, millions of dimensions, billions of realms, and an uncountable amount of people. The was this Supreme God of death.I take a peek at the book he holds in his hands, the 'Book of Life and Death'. This is the book that records the life experiences of an uncountable number of mortals and immortals. The book of destiny, the book of life experiences, the origin of everything.To make someone exist, all one needs to do is to write them down in this book and they will. It doesn't discriminate between reality and fantasy. It doesn't limit the freedom of imagination but only in the hands of this Supreme God can its power be contained and so he holds

I could copy one's cultivation technique after looking at it once. Though I couldn't replicate cultivation resources, I was destined to be richer and stronger than the rest of my peers. You could call it cheating, you could call it all a sham but aside from all the moral questions, strength doesn't lie. It is real and crushing and overpowering. You don't believe me? Talk to me after I've broken your nose with a casual backhand slap. If one doesn't work, two will. That's just how is it. Back when I had first acquired this power, I was struggling in my academy. I couldn't differentiate right from wrong and was bullied by my peers every day. Then, everything changed, and I suddenly became aware... I was right, and everyone else... was wrong. It was just that simple. Everything else was just a preparation to make that a reality. To prove my worth. And so I struggled. I fought robbers and thieves and rapists and bandits and magic beasts. Everyone that I could easily kill and loot wi

For the next few days, he took me to a lot of hidden locations, secret bases, experimentation sites, and hidden treasures in the vicinity of the academy.When we found the genetic medicine or the miracle drug that the researchers called X-0242, we had a small argument.This guy was supposed to have seen countless secrets, conspiracies, and blood in his previous life, yet when it came to taking the drug himself now that it was manufactured, he stopped me from consuming it.I didn't mind it as much but his attitude was beginning to tick me off again.I wanted to ask him, 'Brother, if it was like that, then why did you even take me here', but before I could, he made a long dramatic speech, and consumed it himself.I was exhausted by the antics of this guy. After that, I took the drug as well and broke through to Grade-D.Reincarnated freak reached D-grade as well. Next few weeks, we didn't go to the academy and kept visiting places