World of Immortals - Chapter 22 – Undead

An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.

Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.

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Xiao Yu transmigrated into an interstellar novel and became a mermaid Omega.
It’s just that he was unlucky, traveled to a desolate star that was about to be destroyed, and fell in love with the villain in the book.
what to do? I can get by, but how far can I go?
Ji Canghai was a five-star general admired by thousands of people, and also a notorious star thief. He is an invincible general on the battlefield and a nightmare for the enemy.
No one knew that this cold-blooded and merciless killing machine left the only softness in his heart to his little mermaid.
Due to genetic defects, the mermaid family will gradually become violent and eventually die without the help of mermaid Omega.
The mermaid race, which has not been born for hundreds of years, is miserable. Not to mention the shortened life expectancy, technology, culture, and mineral resources are also greatly restricted.
Xiao Yu, who came across time, became the mermaid’s only salvation by accident, and was also hated by the mermaid’s enemies.
When many forces are vying for him, only Ji Canghai will always stand by his side, never leaving him.
“Others look up to you and worship you because you are strong enough to protect or take their lives.”
“I am the only one in the world who loves you, not only because I yearn for your body.”

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A fourth chance at life. The last chance.Zarek remembered when he first experienced the Godsfall Apocalypse. Those tears of red and sparkling rouge that split the skies, opening up one dangerous realm after another.That feeling of helplessness had been palpable, heavy... suffocating. It hung above his head like a guillotine, an edge graced by death's kiss...He grinned at it.One last ride, no Talents left on his stat screen, and nothing but a dull machete and his girl by his side. What was a better thrill than that?How could he possibly fail a fourth time?Unfortunately, there were others. Other Rebirthers. Some that might have been on their last attempt just like him, or some that still had more to give to this cruel world.None of it mattered, though. He had planned everything out meticulously, each life playing its own role.He would come out on top this time. How could he not?He was Zarek Ashborn.

“If he’s being badass, I’m gonna plant my own crops. If he messes with me, he will not live past next year.”