Urban Immortal Doctor Master - Chapter 931 - 930: Taking Away the Goddess’s Heart

“But he is a good man,” she argued to see his eyes narrow at her words.

Every myth and legend is a path to Godhood!

When humans enter the interstellar era, ancient cultivation techniques shone with new life. Your genes exist with you! A single sentence showing the true meaning of cultivation. Myths and legends are not a fantasy, there are ancient mythological genes in the bodies of everyone.

The Hou Yi Gene allows you to shoot a hundred miles, using a single arrow to break down the dome of heaven.

The Kuafu Gene allows you to run with flying speed, chasing after the sun and moon.

The Divine Dragon Gene allows you to soar among the clouds, roaming around the starry space.

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Almost ten thousand years have passed. Feng Lin came from the 21st century to this majestic era that surged forth with great momentum. Based on his understanding on the myths and legends of the ancient earth era, he embarked upon a unique genetic cultivation path.

Monkey Gene + Stonebirth Gene = Stone Monkey Gene

Stone Monkey Gene + ??? = Spiritual Stone Monkey Gene

Spiritual Stone Monkey Gene + ??? = Handsome Monkey King Gene

Handsome Monkey King Gene + ??? = Sun Wukong Gene

Sun Wukong Gene + ??? = Great Sage Equal to Heavens Gene

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After the untimely death of his father, Jinwoo is left to navigate a new and difficult reality.With only his stepmother and two step-sisters remaining, the once bright world Jinwoo knew turns dark and uncertain.But the passing of his father isn’t just a tragic loss—it reveals a tangled web of secrets that no one anticipated.******What to expect :-Smut-Hardcore Incest-No NTR-Netori(MC steals someone else's girl)

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.