MTL - How Hard is It To Raise a Bug? - Chapter 8 real grievance

Li Wensheng transmigrated to an era where all energies were returning and every citizen practiced martial arts.Here, champions focus on martial arts mastery, becoming physically peerless as they honed their spirit. They would also seek superior weapons, including unbreakable war axes, or keen blades that could cut a giant tree with a single swing.Even so, Li Wensheng learned Immortal Arts from the very start! Though his scrawny form was exceedingly inconspicuous at first, he wielded Immortal Arts to smash long blades with his bare hands and crush giant hammers!Li Wensheng was flying everywhere on his sword while others were busy trying to surpass the limits of human speed. He could kill with a leaf or flower he plucked while others requested blacksmiths to hone their weapons. He cooked medicinal pellets with his cauldron, brewing Yuan Pellets that ascend cultivation while others trained their bodies to strengthen themselves.Martial arts champions: “Why aren’t you using any weapons?”Li Wensheng smiled, two of his fingers casting an immortal technique: Ten Thousand Swords Retrogression!At his words, every sword behind everyone’s back took to the skies without hope of control, gathering behind Li Wensheng into a rain of swords that covered the skies!This is a world where I alone cultivate immortality while everyone else trains in martial arts!

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go.Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass.Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons.On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes.A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past.Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

Everyone knows that Yu Yin is madly infatuated with Xie Beici, but only Yu Yin himself does not know.

Xie Beici, the myth of the financial circle. The prominent background, the upside-down handsome faces of all beings, made him confessed by many girls, but he only remembered Yu Yin.

Seeing her give up, she has been infatuated with him for many years, and she loves him so much that she is going crazy.

Xie Beici decided to give her a chance to fall in love: “Speak, I promise you.”

Yu Yin: “I just want to work on projects, not men.”

Xie Beici: “…”

After a few times.

Xie Beici exhausted his patience: “Yu Niaoyou, speak well.”

Yu Yin: “I know you hate me, but it doesn’t matter, I don’t like you much either.”

Xie Beici: “!!!”

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Three years ago, President Qiao did not hesitate to sign the papers when Xia Ning placed the divorce papers in front of him.