Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO! - Chapter 9 - : The Puppet Master and Yi Chen’s Choice (Part 1)

The empire has turned into the land of the undead due to a spell gone wrong. God summoned heroes from countless worlds to purify the empire and plant new hope. Lee Shin Woo, an ordinary earthling, was also summoned. As an undead, that is.

A teenager who unexpectedly gets transported to the modern world from ‘the world of the immortals’ . He finds himself in the body of an ordinary guy. He wants to go back to his world and for that, he will have to practice to get stronger and investigate the reason why and how he crossed through to this world.

Fei Bai discovered through his boyfriend’s trumpet account that he had been wearing a green hat. Not long after the breakup, he recognized the third party in their school coffee shop.

The senior brother is handsome and tall, but it looks like… he’s not a 0.

When Fei Bai thought his ex might be doing zero for love behind his back, he became angry. He decided to take the initiative to seduce this senior brother so that his ex-boyfriend could also experience the taste of wearing a green hat.

The sky’s the limit. Fei Bai successfully seduced the third party. He walked side by side with this senior brother on the campus and bumped head-on unto his ex-boyfriend.

He thought the moment of revenge was coming, but in the next second, he learned that he had flirted with the wrong person. The senior brother beside him was not the mistress but the former president of his father’s company!

Fei Bai originally planned to apologize and run away, but he didn’t expect to be blocked in front of his home the next day.

The man he called senior brother pressed him against the wall and said in a low voice, “You are so good at seducing people. Who would let you go?”

- Description from Novelupdates

In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts is respected. The weak are like ants living in the ruins of dark alleys, while the strong are like dragons roaring and gathering at the top of the clouds. The laws of this place use blood as ink and bones as inkstones. A three-foot-long sword can split the sun and the moon, and a murderous thought can stir up a bloody wind. There was once a drunk madman who trampled eighteen royal cities to pieces. Wherever the sword pointed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were dyed red. There was also a saint who lowered his eyes to calm the nine thunder tribulations, and with a flick of his sleeves, a golden lotus suddenly appeared in the abyss.