Fatal Shot - Chapter 1 - One-Hit Headshot

Great Cultivator Chen Fan had failed his Tribulation period, but after a dream, he had returned to Earth, when he was young, five hundred years ago.

Aren Frost, CEO of Titan Crest Entertainment, finds his life crumbling before his eyes on the day of his 22nd wedding anniversary.His wife was in bed with the chairman and owner of his company. This man was his best friend for whose company he dedicated his life to.“How can you do this?” He asks, yelling with tear filled eyes.“This isn't something new.” The man smirks, “We were lovers before you even got married.”Aren's world crumbled.“Even the daughter you cherishes isn't yours.” The man reveals, snickering, “She is my biological daughter.”Aren tries to kill the man in anger, but his bodyguards appears and takes him away. He is killed, disguised as an accident.Just when he thought it was over, he finds himself in the body of an idol, hated by fans. The idol was retired, and condemned for being the reason for group's disbandment.Then—[Ding!][Welcome Host, I'm the Acting System.][Rise and become the superstar of this generation.]Aren, however, didn't care.He wanted revenge!He will take everything precious away from him. He took his wife, now, Aren will take every woman he cares for. He will turn them against him.

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.

I was forced to live in captivity for the rest of my life because I happened to be aware of the fact that I was a saint. I was truly a ‘real’ saint, but that didn’t matter, because there was already a designated saint in the temple.

When I died from all the abuse I endured, I was sent back to a time before all those previous events in my life had happened. After 15 regressions, I was exhausted. I prayed, “I don’t want anything to do with this, so please just let me die,”

And at that moment when I could finally be able to die, someone said, “How about being my daughter?”

…. That monstrous duke had adopted me.