Legend of the Great Saint - Chapter 1532 - The Four Ārūpyasamāpatti

Logan Mercer, an orphan barely surviving on his own, awakened the Spending System as a child.But as a broke teenager struggling to even pay his rent, how could he possibly use it?Bullied by his classmates and cast aside by society, Logan’s life changed the day he was suddenly surrounded by men in black suits.“Your father has been missing for over a year. As per his will, you are to inherit all his assets,” they said.To his shock, Logan learns that he was the sole heir of the Mercer family fortune — and with it came control of major businesses, unimaginable wealth... and the constant threat of his father’s competitors.“System, redeem one billion dollars,” Logan said.[Redeeming One Billion USD...][Congratulations! Your E-rank fire affinity has evolved into SSS-rank Phoenix Flame Affinity!]Now blessed with talent and wealth, all that's left is training relentlessly, growing his core, and unlocking even more different affinities within it.Follow along as Logan uses wealth and determination to rewrite his fate and grow stronger than anyone ever imagined.

Neo was on the verge of achieving his dreams, set to graduate with flying colors and secure a bright future. But fate had other plans.One moment, he was lounging in his apartment, enjoying his simple and ordinary day. The next, he found himself in a nightmare—a brutal game orchestrated by the hidden rulers of the world.But Neo wasn’t just another victim. When he was pushed to the brink of death, something awoke within him—an ability unlike any other. God-Tier Adaptive System .Every injury made him tougher. Every battle made him smarter. Every encounter shaped him into the perfect survivor.Now, he isn’t just fighting to escape. He’s evolving. And soon, those who once saw him as prey will learn to fear him.'To kill those sick monsters, I must become something far worse.'

[Warning: Mature content]{A short side story giving you a sneak peek into the world of book 2, Prey To The Demon King}————“You're right feisty princess, what fun will it be if it was forced? It'll be more delighting if you gave it willingly.” He whispered darkly.“I would never give myself willingly to you!” She snapped. “We'll see about that feisty princess.” He drawled in a low tone as his crimson eyes glinted with dark amusement and a mixture of devilishness.---------When Rama, a fierce queen encounters her greatest rival, the vampire king, it is apparent death is sealed on her, but when the vampire King changes his mind and instead seizes her as his captive to torture her for her defiance, the fate of Rama is obscure and her future as her Rival's prisoner is sealed but unforeseen.Rama finds herself ensnared in the cold, unforgiving clutches of Draco, the ruthless vampire king. As captive and captor collide, the lines between predator and prey blur, unveiling a world where forbidden desires intertwine with the mysteries of Draco's dark existence.In the nocturnal embrace of Draco's realm, Rama discovers a desirable undercurrent that challenges her very essence. Unraveling the enigma of Draco's secrets, she is drawn into a dance of power and passion, where every step she takes is both unpredictable and inevitable. Rama, once a beacon of strength, now navigates a treacherous path fueled by both defiance and a lingering allure she cannot deny.She walks down the obscure path of sinful temptation, steamy romance and burning hot desires led down by the alluring devil and her immortal enemy, will she be able to resist this alluring devil or will she succumb to his dark and enigmatic world as he lures her with his wicked charms?The devil takes the warrior queen captive, but his sadistic pleasure is not satisfied to its peak, soon, he desires total captive of her body, mind and soul, but what if he captures something else both of them never predicted, something not even the seers could have foreseen?

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]