MTL - Immortal Ape King - Chapter 5 Practice

The King of Hell sentences you to death by midnight, but I can ensure that you live past morning.

The young man, Qin Lang, received the inheritance of a poison school by chance. He uses poison to kill people, uses poison to save people and he uses poison to chase beauties. With body of ancient extinct poison and a body of a martial artist, he walks around the city, and wanders around in the underworld.

- Description from Novelupdates

In the interstellar era, the starry sky group came, and human beings stepped into the starry sky, opened the door of psionic energy, and stepped into practice.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door of psionic energy, but he felt that there was something wrong with pushing it open…

Your body has awakened the [Toughness] skill, which is strong and resilient.

Your bones awakened [hard], the opponent stabbed your body with a sword, and the long sword was broken by the bones.

Your hair has awakened [fork], and the sword qi has been divided into thousands, and the net is spread.

Your stomach digested a panacea, awakening [digestion], endless spiritual energy, and instant digestion.

Until one day…you awakened the [Perpetual Motion Machine], the heart kept going, and the power kept going.

Years later, you realize in a trance that your body is already on par with gods.

- Description from novelbuddy

She was an unprecedented assassin, a trump card deadly agent, but transmigrated through into Ye City’s number one prodigious good-for-nothing young miss. I am an ugly woman? I will break out from my cocoon into a gorgeous butterfly that will blind your snobbish eyes! I am useless piece of heap? Lightning in my hands, I will smite you to a well-cooked crisp!Her greed and lust for money had no end. She is lewd to the core with no bottom in sight, sworn to have love fortunes blossom all around her. However, a certain someone holding a blade in the left hand and a sword in the right hand began cutting those love fortunes one by one! The person smiled with perked brows, “Little Ninth, it looks like I have to let you become occupied!”

The world I transmigrated into was a dark fantasy game universe, devoid of hope or dreams.Doesn’t feel like it at all, though.