The Last Experience Point - Chapter 157: Calamity of Stars

Lin Wudao transmigrated and obtained an invincible system to bury corpses.

So long as he buried the corpses of the powerful, he got to take over what they had or what they touched as his bonus. What was more, those items he stood to win were the enhanced versions.

The minimum level was enhanced by ten times!

“You’ve buried the corpse of Jiang Taichu the Great Emperor. Your cultivation prowess just increased by 10,000 years!”

“You’ve buried the corpse of your fiancee, Jiang Qingxue. You get the essence of the immortal, which is enhanced by 100,000 times! It’s thus upgraded into the essence of harmony. You will become the Immortal Emperor after the extraction of it!”

……

Ever since he acquired this system, Lin Wudao had embarked on an invincible journey of advancing history and dominating the world.

People keep assuming I’m some kind of evil mastermind.But seriously, I’m just a son-in-law freeloading off my noble wife’s family.…Why does everyone look so suspicious?Wait—don’t tell me. Is it because of my squinty eyes?!

“Your Majesty, someone cursed the Imperial Concubine to be a demon star.”

“Cut his tongue and feed it to dogs.” A certain King said in a light and gentle manner.

“Your Majesty, someone’s hand accidentally bumped into the Imperial Concubine.”

“Chop his hand and feed it to wolves.” In an indifferent manner, a certain King said possessively.

“Your Majesty, someone said that the Imperial Concubine ran away.”

“Ran away?” A certain King’s sharp eyes narrowed, then said with a sneer: “It’s best if she doesn’t get caught by this King, otherwise this King will let her become aware of what ‘wanting to stop but can’t’ means**.

A modern era crossed over to become a wolf-girl. She originally believed that she could dance around with wolves, and in the end she truly did, but this ‘wolf’ was one of those wolves. He was a perverted wolf!!

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