Deep Space Wandering Fleet - Chapter 44 - Dust Settles

The unparalleled Demon King Ye Xuan, who was able to heal the death or the living alike and holder of the medicine Holy Scripture, was betrayed and killed by his fellow Demon Kings. But he reincarnated into the body of Ye Xuan, the prodigal son of the Ye family and vowed to himself that he would return to his peak and take back everything that belonged to him!

- Description from Novelupdates

A replica of Marquis Kieran Vale, the son of the Marchioness of Vale, who she deemed a failure. That was all she was. No, she was now referred to as “he.” At least until she met Claude Del Ihar.

Demons are rampant, and monks regard strangeness as the way of heaven.

If a mortal wants to practice cultivation, he must dig out his eyes, cut off his limbs, and cut off the root of wisdom…

Ren Qing, who came through the journey, found that by virtue of his supernatural powers, he could be exempted from the cost of cultivation.

[No-eye method]: Through swallowing the eyes, one hundred and six immortal eyes grow all over the body.

【Poison Bone Technique】: Soak your own bones in poisonous water for thirty-six days, then re-implant them in your body, and train them to the point where no grass grows.

[Sutra of the Dead]: Seal Laogong, Yongquan, Shenmen, and Yintang points with rivets, and bury them in the ground for three years.

ps: There have been millions of finished novels “The Fifteen Years of Liaoning Zhai Fighting Iron”, welcome to follow up.

- Description from novelbuddy

A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.