MTL - I’m Really Not An NPC - Chapter 54

An unknown disciple from a small sect battling against the strongest in the cultivation world! The long journey working at cultivation, the realization of destiny and the chance to reach the apex of the world.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them. Zuo Mo is a zombie faced low level cultivator in a minor sect of a little world. Ever since he was picked up by the sect leader two years ago, he has no memories of his earlier life except a recurring nightmare. Navigating the rigid class structure and intricacies of the cultivation world, as one of the lowest possible of the lowest class, Zuo Mo’s dream is to earn money, and lots of it, through being a spiritual plant farmer.

A chance occurrence reveals that someone powerful had changed Zuo’s features and erased his mind. The money grubbing zombie decides to set out on a journey of cultivation to find out answers. Fate colludes with chance, the drums of war are beating, the ghost of his past is coming… …

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Soren transmigrated into Lover’s Labyrinth, a dating sim, not as a protagonist, but as a side character.That should have been fine. But instead, he awakened the Perverted Harem System, which gave shameless quests so absurd that even thinking about them made him seethe in anger.“This is a dating sim, not a pornhwa,” he roared in rage.From academy life to dungeon trials, his peaceful plan began to collapse as the system dragged him into chaos, embarrassment, and dangerously effective “accidental” progress.If he wanted to survive one event after another, he had to complete indecent missions without getting himself killed or exposed, all while simultaneously building a perverted harem of heroines far stronger than him.Surely… nothing could go wrong. Right?***

A young man finally managed to become an immortal, a powerful cultivator able to lord over millions of souls. He took advantage of his tremendous luck and fortune to become the youngest immortal in history. He now wants to create his own sect and enjoy life, one filled with female disciples!

The day of marriage. Lifting the sedan chair to the door, he lightly lifted the sedan curtain, but he saw no newcomer, only a piece of paper pressed under a stone.

Looking at her flamboyant font, his thousand-year-old pupils faintly spurted out a few flames. good very good. On his perfect and impeccable face, there was a faint smile, not angry but smiling.

However, no one saw the hidden chill in that smile. That woman dared to run away from marriage, he would let her know the consequences of doing so.

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