Ancestral Lineage - Chapter 111: Clara vs Sixtie

Invincible fists, unrivaled hammers!

Noah Morgan has been labeled a loser, mocked by peers, and betrayed by loved ones. He is a man that society loves to ridicule and despise. He hits rock bottom when the person he trusted most turns against him publicly.However, just as everything falls apart, an envelope with a Phoenix stamp slipped inside his boring flat, revealing a shocking truth: Noah is the illegitimate son and heir of a secretive but powerful trillionaire.Noah inherits money and much more; he inherits a Wealth Management System, a digital interface that could assist him in expanding his wealth, unlocking hidden assets, and gaining abilities to influence people, increase his physical power, and get revenge on people who have hurt him.Now, Noah rises from the ashes with nearly unlimited wealth and resources.His enemies laughed and ridiculed him once, but soon they will learn his vengeance.

Ye Hai traveled to the Marvel Universe, with a large scientist system, and IQ completely exploded all Marvel superheroes and rebels.

     “What is Iron Man? His steel suit is all my cottage! Tony, I seriously warn you that you have to pay me patent tax!”

     “The Hulk’s stuff is harassing me again, isn’t it just turning your ass red? But I have solved your problem of getting out of control, and a little sequelae should be.

     “Captain America, don’t always show off your shield, your shield is not unusual, I can mass-produce it!”

- Description from b faloo

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.