MTL - Devouring Myriad Ghosts System - v2 Chapter 646 You are going backwards

I woke up only to realize—I'm in the middle of the Second Great Ninja War, just before the deployment ceremony!Year 32 of Konoha.I’m Uchiha Ryun, 18 years old, and a graduate of the same class as the Legendary Sannin.But with just a one-tomoe Sharingan and a few C-rank jutsu, how am I not cannon fodder?!Ding!The Strongest Ninja System has been activated.Complete missions. Earn massive rewards. Become unstoppable.Uchiha Ryun eyes lit up—“System, is there a newbie gift pack?”Ding! Newbie gift pack available…--------Naruto, Fan fiction, Uchiha

Saul traverses into a wizarding world filled with eerie mysteries and deadly crises.Determined to survive, he resolves t...Saul traverses into a wizarding world filled with eerie mysteries and deadly crises.Determined to survive, he resolves to overcome all obstacles and become a wizard. However, in this terrifying world, both apprentices and official wizards must constantly face the threat of death. Worse yet, Saul finds himself a prime target for persecution.Fortunately, he acquires a diary that can predict the future.But every prediction reads:[You bled out and died.][You turned into fertilizer and found great satisfaction in your new form.][You laughed yourself to death.][Three years later, you became someone else’s potion ingredient.]Saul: (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ I don’t want this cheat anymore!Wait… Saul’s eyes suddenly lit up—Did I just rule out another wrong choice?Before long…Diary: (╯#-皿-)╯~~╧═╧ This isn’t what a diary is supposed to do!

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock!“Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business.”Hello, traveler!Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid?Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader.Right. This is probably where I give you my “tragic backstory.” Fine.I used to be human.Then I died.Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation.Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development.But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war.So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all.So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon.Just don’t ask about the warranty.There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal?