Forsaken Martial Spirit: The Ascension of Roberto

In the hospital room, the melodious cries of beautiful women filled the air. My name is Roberto, and I'm experiencing a minor health issue. Nothing serious, just on the verge of dying. Yet, at this critical moment, some despicable person decided to call all my girlfriends. Are they trying to hasten my demise? It's outrageous! Now, I find my head resting on the smooth, fair thighs of a charming maiden, her tears flowing like pear blossoms in the rain. Beside my sickbed, a seductive, voluptuous woman with shapely curves kneels on the floor, fervently pleading for me not to die. "I want to live!""I'm still young, I don't want to die!" Roberto's innermost desire to survive is fiercely erupting. Suddenly, the door to the hospital room swings open. "Roberto, Roberto!" Four more stunning beauties rush in, their eyes red with tears. In an instant, the room seems brighter, but my heart grows darker. "Two could still be manageable.""But six?""Oh... forget it, it's better to die than su

"No!""No, don't!"The demonic dragon trembled in fear, terror thunder crashing down upon its head. Its expression twisted into a grimace as it instantly tossed the beauty into the air and dodged to the side. But it was too late. The thunder, majestic and terrifying like a five-clawed golden dragon, descended from the sky with overwhelming divine power, unstoppable and unavoidable. "Boom!" "Why does it have to be like this?!" The beauty struggled against the golden lightning, reduced to ash beneath its fury, while the demonic dragon let out a defiant roar before disintegrating. Isabella's eyes widened in disbelief at everything before her. "This..." As the dazzling golden light dissipated, only a deep crater remained on the ground. The power of the thunder left Isabella trembling; as a shape-shifting soul beast, she feared nothing more than heavenly tribulations. She cautiously approached the crater, her pupils shrinking. Floating within were two crystal-clear miniature skeletons

Roberto's mind raced as he pondered the rewards. A transparent panel appeared before him.【Reward One: Top-notch Insight! Sorry, photographic memory? Just basic stuff.】【Reward Two: Innate Luck! Ever experienced falling into a valley and picking up treasures, casually helping a beggar, and becoming a peerless expert?】【Reward Three: Maximum Charisma!! Do you know what it means to be a walking heartthrob? You remain calm, while everyone else is screaming.】【Reward Four: Heavenly Grace and Beauty, Peerless Divine Countenance!!! Your looks are lethal, captivating countless souls, ensnaring fairies and witches without them even realizing.】Hiss—After reviewing the rewards, Roberto's eyes gleamed brightly, fierce, too fierce.What did the system mean by this? Was it implying that he should become a playboy driving fancy cars?Pah, was he the kind of person who would do whatever he wanted just because he had a little luck, good looks, and some charm?A bad system shouldn't try to corrupt i

The next morning."Knock, knock, knock!" Isabella called from the door. "Breakfast is ready, dear husband!"Rubbing his eyes, Roberto stumbled out of bed and saw a steaming bowl of white rice porridge, a plate of fried eggs, and two dishes of pickled vegetables already laid out on the table. A warm sense of happiness washed over him.Roberto took a sip of the hot porridge. "Ah, this feels good."Having the empress herself prepare breakfast for him—Roberto doubted even the emperors of the Azure Dragon Empire would dare to dream of such a luxury."Snort!" Leaning her elbow on the table, Isabella rested her chin on her hand and suddenly chuckled. "Little man, what's with the panda eyes?""Blame it all on you," Roberto grumbled, still holding a grudge from last night when he was shut out after chasing her."If I had opened the door, would you have pounced on me and cleaned me up?" Isabella retorted, sticking her tongue out.Roberto took a bite of the fried egg, its aroma filling the room,

"Hmph, unsure about talent, but quite the attitude," Long Tao shook his head repeatedly, casting a sidelong glance at Roberto within the formation, then looking at the village chief and the villagers, sneering disdainfully."Allow me to tell you a harsh truth.""Every commoner child who fails to awaken fancies themselves extraordinary, filled with hope, oblivious to the fact that commoners lack strong ancestors, their bloodlines inadequate. No matter how hard they try, they can never awaken powerful martial souls.""However, the children of the empire's nobility and major sects, even the most mediocre among them, can awaken martial souls of third grade or higher.""If it weren't for the supreme kindness of the Temple's Empress, you commoners would likely never have the chance to awaken your martial souls, condemned to a lifetime of servitude."The children who failed to awaken and their parents felt as though their hearts had been struck by a heavy blow, a weight so heavy they could h