MTL - Eight Treasures Trousseau - Chapter 62 Chu Yu

An alternate world where demons and aberrations lurk in the shadows, and martial arts reign supreme.It is the twilight years of the Great Yu Dynasty. Officialdom is utterly corrupt, aristocratic families have fractured the realm, martial sects operate as independent powers, and demonic cults and monster factions run rampant. Coupled with endless years of natural disasters, the common people are left desperately struggling just to survive—In such turbulent times, even wishing for a quiet, peaceful life is an absolute luxury.Fortunately, Chen Cheng awakened his past-life memories and obtained a Martial Arts System. With the system’s help, his martial arts cultivation flowed as naturally as water finding a channel—completely devoid of any bottlenecks.Even the profound realms of technique that unparalleled geniuses struggled desperately to comprehend were, in Chen Cheng’s eyes, nothing more than a progress bar waiting to be filled through diligent practice!Step by step, Chen Cheng rises against the tide!

System, “You have a sickness. Moreover, you’ll have one in every world.”

Hao Ritian, “…”

System, “What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”

Hao Ritian smiled, “No, there’s no problem. I was just a bit excited.”

System, “…”

That smile intensified the system’s feeling of ominous foreboding. It has had this premonition since it learned the name of its host. Now it only prays that this is all its imagination!

Ps: Protagonist shou 1v1, the gong is always the same person.

- Description from Novelupdates

“Crossing over to a fantasy world of magic and battle auras, Lei Luo accidentally crossed over to the Xiluo Magic Academy and became a librarian.

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust.What in this world could last forever?Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth?Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.