MTL - After I Was Reborn, I Devoted Myself To My Career - Chapter 124

Zhou Yun transmigrated to a fantasy world and was bound to the God Tier Epiphany System. He could enter into a state of meditation and achieve epiphanies that others desired regardless of what he did.

Other cultivators immersed themselves fully in hardcore training in order to achieve some improvements in their swordsmanship.

On the other hand, Zhou Yun achieved enlightenment in swordsmanship by merely picking up a sword and playing with it a little. His swordsmanship attained perfection in an instant.

Other cultivators trained hard in order to break through to the next plane.

Zhou Yun merely swept a glance at the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Then, he had an epiphany and broke through to the next plane on the spot. He had insights into everything in the world, and his rate of plane progression skyrocketed.

When other cultivators finally became powerful existences after going through various hardships, Zhou Yun had already become the supreme existence through having countless epiphanies.

Gao You transmigrated into a parallel version of the Northern Song Dynasty in Dream of Splendor. At the very beginning, he married Zhao Pan’er in a grand wedding ceremony.“Pan’er, isn’t your husband supposed to be a fool?” Sun Sanniang asked. “How did he manage to enrage Ouyang Xu to the point of smoke coming out of his ears?”“If brother-in-law is a fool, then there are no smart people left in the world!” Song Yinzhan said.“Can a fool write a medical book for the ages? Can he reclaim the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun?” Fan Zhongyan asked.“This is clearly the royal son I lost and have now regained!” The Emperor said.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

Upon being reborn, she immediately offends a vicious two-faced bigwig.