Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 - Chapter 1214: Chrono Genesis

The person with the best martial art skill in the world, whose prestige is unparalleled. The head disciple of TianQing sect, the leading sect of all Six Great sects, and Jianghu’s number one, Ming ChangYan shaoxia.

During a decisive battle, he slipped and fell.

His ten years of cultivation was completely annihilated and reduced to a normal human.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to have fate decide that his life shouldn’t end there, and he survived.

The doctor told him, “To gain back your cultivation, enter the palace as a concubine!”

In order to get the medical herb that was given to the emperor by the XiYu Region, the immortal’s grass, Ming shaoxia could only wear a skirt, apply makeup, endure the humiliation, suffer patiently, and join the palace drama.

Ming ChangYan: This shaoxia is shameless.

Unfortunately, just as he dressed up in drag and entered the palace, he meets the man he once picked up from under a mountain.

…..

Ming ChangYan: I was joking just now…..this is too shameless!

If I were to be found out by him, my (old) number one reputation would go down the drain!

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At the start, I transmigrate into the body of a figurehead mascot Emperor. Through the Hundred Generations Book, I experience different lives, and completing missions earns me rewards.In the Hundred Generations Book.I become the Saint Heir of the Wandao Sect and debate the Dao with Saintess Miaolian. As a result, her Dao Heart shatters.I become a down-and-out scholar and save a White Snake. I help her successfully cross the Tribulation and transform into the last True Dragon in the world, yet she says she will never let me go, life after life.I become an Elder of the Longquan Sword Sect and take on a disciple. I train her to become the world's number one Sword Immortal, yet she hates me to the bone.But I didn't know all these beauties would step out into the real world.

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.