An old woman, dressed in a flowing black dress, stood before him and made the entire room feel ominous. The darkness that surrounded her made it difficult to make out her features, but the way she stood sent shivers down his spine. The tattered fabric of her dress clung to her thin frame, and her hair was a wild and tangled mess. He narrowed his eyes and peered into the dark, trying to make out the woman's face. But the room was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. "Devour Life." The woman spoke with a grating, chilling voice that sent shivers through him. His palms grew slick with sweat as his hands trembled uncontrollably. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself for the worst. "Devour Death." A cold breath tickled the back of his neck, but the woman in front of him remained still, making the situation unnerving. Then suddenly... "hehehehehehe!!!!" Her crazed laughter filled the room as she ran towards him with wild, crazed eyes. He could feel his heart pounding and ever

As Mo Shen entered the classroom, most of his classmates had already taken their seats. He made his way to his designated seat located in the fourth row, settling in for the day's lessons.He was gone for almost a week when he was hospitalized, so most of his classmates look at him curiously. None of them came and asked him about his condition because they thought that he wanted to be left alone. "Am I not sociable?" Mo Shen realized his classmates were distant and began to reflect on his behavior. He concluded that perhaps it wouldn't hurt to be a bit more sociable from time to time. As he pondered, he understood that his lack of socializing was causing them to keep their distance.'Yeah, I remember that I'm bad at talking before' Mo Shen remembered that he used to struggle with communication, and as he shook his head, he acknowledged his past struggles with socializing."It's lucky that Mia was there to take care of me," Mo Shen thought to himself. He looked up at the blackboard a

Mo Shen beamed with satisfaction as he felt his newly transformed body. He now had a more muscular physique, with bulging muscles that could be clearly seen through his clothing. This transformation was a significant change from his former average build. It was a good thing he had a spell to reduce his muscle mass. If not, Mia will surely be surprised to see such an abrupt change.After spending a night reinforcing his newly improved physique, Mo Shen went back home. Just as he expected, his body had become more vigorous despite not sleeping. He feels fresh and full of energy. The feeling was something no ordinary human could achieve."The improvement in my body is good enough to fight Martial Warriors. With this strength, I can go forward with my plan to earn more money."He was worried about the interruptions of big sects. They had a covert organization that dealt with individuals who broke their rules of confidentiality or cultivated without authorization. This group was known for

A series of muffled sounds can be heard over the roofs of multiple buildings. His body flickered while the darkness of the night covered him. His movements were so swift, so elegant, yet so deadly. It was like seeing death descend on earth. That's what he thought an overpowered main character in a novel would do, but Mo Shen was different; he would not do something so stupid and unnecessary. He took a cab and went to Nathan's house like an ordinary boy with a normal working mind. Power is everything in this world. And regardless of how much knowledge he had, it will be useless if he doesn't reach his full potential. He can't be complacent just because he had an arsenal of spells at his disposal. He was like a nuclear reactor without enough uranium to work properly. "Oh, so this is his house?" Mo Shen smiled the moment he saw the mansion. His eyes shine as if he had discovered a gold mine. As he approached the massive gate, he took note of the intricate details that adorned it. Th

At dusk, more than a dozen luxury cars were parked in front of a large, traditional Chinese-style building. The building is a grand, traditional-style structure with four levels. Its architecture is adorned with classic elements, imbuing it with an elegant, timeless appearance. Mo Shen, wanting to blend in with the wealthy crowd at the event, made the conscious decision to hire a black limousine for the day. He knew that arriving by taxi would have drawn unwanted attention and made him stand out. The driver opened the car door for Mo Shen, who stepped out of the limousine with grace. His every movement was imbued with elegance and commanded respect. No one would question his presence, as his aura alone conveyed confidence and power. In fact, many of the ladies present were drawn to him, subconsciously attracted to his charm. He ignored the women's gazes and continued walking toward the entrance. He deemed them unworthy of his attention and was more focused on the presence of four