Mortal Cultivation - Chapter 327

Bored Gamer in Other Worlds. A spoiled brat journeys in mystical worlds and beyond.

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The mortal kings did not dare meet my gaze, and the Admiral would bow his body in my presence. Why, you ask?Because I was born noble, standing above all living beings.Luffy wants to become the Pirate King? That is a fantasy. Send him straight to Impel Down.Dragon wants to challenge Mariejois? Impossible. Send him for ideological reformation.For 800 years, the world has been beneath our feet, and it will remain so for a thousand more.I am a god walking among mortals. If this world must change, then it is god who will lead that change.Everything under the sun is trampled beneath the hooves of the Celestial Dragons!“I am the King of the World!” — Donquixote Claudius.______________________________________This is a TLRaw: 海贼：世界之王Support me on patreon for 40+ Advanced chapters: patreon.com/Blownleaves

The cold star reflects the halberd, the moon shines on the bow, and the dragon bird and the snow are startled at night.

Outside of Qianshan, Banzhi’s fame is in the hometown of Yinhua Huoshu.

“I, Rong Taotao, will one day be the master of those nine stars.”

That year, a young man with a small schoolbag, a natural scroll on his head, and a Fang Tianhua halberd said this on the rooftop.

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The work “Nine Stars Poisonous Milk” has been completed in 4 million words, and you are welcome to read it.

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At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?