All My Disciples Are Kings - Chapter 1790: Drinking and watching a show, Mu Fusheng’s pua (25)

### The MC is Overpowered!!! And So Broken!Let me elaborate a bit.It was the most popular VR-MMORPG, Immortal Legacy. While everyone else spent countless hours playing the game, Leon could only manage one hour a day because of real-life responsibilities.He was so poor that even the Capsule device he used to play the game was given to him by an unknown source.One fateful day, Leon stumbled upon a rare quest. This quest led him to the Goddess of Sloth. She chose him as her Divine Champion and bestowed upon him a powerful blessing:**Self-Transcendence Blessing**This blessing turned out to be incredibly unique, and from that moment onward, Leon's life changed dramatically.First, he acquired the **Legendary Blacksmith Class** and started crafting legendary and powerful weapons.Next, he became a **Legendary All-Round Fighter**; he could wield any weapon and gain various skills related to it.He also became a **Legendary Miner**, extracting valuable resources from all over the world and amassing great wealth.Then, he became a **Legendary Soul Reaper**, haunting his enemies and killing them before they could even sense his presence!And his power only grew and grew!And what about love interests?He ended up marrying the Elf Queen, the Dragon Queen, and the Fairy Queen—every legendary beautiful woman wanted to be with him.In real life?When he stepped out of the game, he had become extraordinarily wealthy and powerful.However, there was a big question he needed to answer:**What is the true secret behind the virtual game world that feels so real?**

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

Fick, who transmigrated over to a world of magic, and was tied to a godly choice system at the very start. Henceforth, he would have to choose from three choices in everything he did, with each choice being rewarded generously.

There is a very strange restaurant in the City of Sin.

Elves and dwarves must share a table, orcs are strangely well behaved, dragons are only welcomed on the small square in front of the restaurant, and the demons must bring their own stool.

This strange restaurant with their strange rules continuous to attract a long line of customers.

“This place serves the best food! The chef of this restaurant is a genius!” Some of the guests in the restaurant left glowing reviews. But these guests have a word of warning for other guests, “No matter what you do, never, never attempt to kidnap the boss or try to ‘eat and run’. You will die.”

A cute little girl stood near the door, and demanded in her tiny voice, “You have eaten the food, now pay up, or I will beat you to death.” The five-meter tall dragon suddenly felt a chill running up its spine.