The rise of the pervert primordial - Chapter 566 Vivian’s soft heart (part 3)

The poor Commandery Princess is down and out. Her father died when she was young, and her mother passed away not long ago. Her grandfather, the only one she can rely on, is now at death’s door from his illness. Faced with the merciless uncle, the greedy aunts, as well as cousins competing to present the model of the worst relatives, the Commandery Princess could do nothing but feel depressed in heart.

Do you know what it feels like to get shot in the face? A bullet straight to the face?

Yeah, it's a type of quick death where you wouldn't have to feel much pain, but I'm sure most people wouldn't love to die that way...

..But that's exactly how Aiden died. He was shot in the face by the leader of the gang he was in, and it was instant death for him. He joined a gang due to the troubles of life, the unfairness of life, and that's what caused his death.

But that wasn't the end for Aiden. After meeting with the demi-gods and choosing a path, he passed through the cycle of reincarnation and was reborn as a baby into a world where superpowers exist...

..A world where your power element determines how far you'll go, a world where not everyone gets to possess an ability, a world where magical beasts exist.

Aiden would have to survive in this world, he'll have to become stronger to do that, he'll have to awaken an ability. Luckily for him, he was granted something no one else possesses...

[ Ding! Ding!]

[ You've been granted the Undefeated System]

With this system, Aiden can become stronger by conquering females, by banging them. This was gonna be of big help to him, the Undefeated System was gonna take him far.

His journey begins...

Immortal arts, magic weapons, magical powers*, and the boundless spiritual Qi between heaven and earth vanished into obscurity overnight, and all the exorcists became mere mortals.

300 years later, the Five Barbarians traversed the pass, a prelude to an era of great turmoil in China. They heralded the end of the world, where thousands of drought fiends stalked the night and the collapse of the Divine Land** was imminent.

Fortunately, within this long, dark night*** where silence had fallen on all magic, a lone star still glistened brightly on the horizon.

The Heart Lamp appeared, illuminating the vast expanse around it. A 16-year-old young man, who will end his life on his 20th birthday, embarked on a journey of reclaiming the spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth that had been sealed away — only four years remain.

The road ahead was filled with countless thistles and thorns, and it seemed improbable for him to succeed.

Chen Xing, “The important thing is that I’m the last exorcist in this world, yet the only magic I am capable of is emitting light. What can I do?”

Wait patiently then. When the Dinghai pearl reappears on earth, the uncertain trajectory of everyone’s fates will be completely disrupted before converging once more.

Chen Xing, “Could I be partnered with a more normal Protector martial god?”

Isn’t your Protector really skilled in fighting?

Chen Xing, “He is good at fighting, but when he loses it he’ll hit even me……”

There’s nothing that can be done about that, you can only blame yourself for losing yourself to lust.

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*: Buddhist term: Abhijñā, a mysterious force that surpasses the limits of mortals gained through meditation

**: old name for China

***: figurative meaning: long period of misery and oppression

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In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...