Boundless Cultivation - Chapter 8 - Captain Aldric Farrow

As a true over-bearing president scum gong, when Xie He for the Nth time rejected his admirer, he heard a sentence in his head: “Congratulations on achieving the “rejects 100 hosts” accomplishment; as an award you will soon bind to the “Scum Gong and Cheap Shou” system, entering other worlds to complete capture missions.

Xia Ruofei, a retired special warfare elite, unexpectedly discovered that the ancestral scrolls contained a small space that was independent.

There are Lingtan waters that promote plant growth in the space. There are mysterious spiritual flowers that cure all diseases. They also bring ten times the time flow rate. What is planted is a fine product, everything grows fast, and what can be cultivated is spiritual…

From then on, planting flowers, planting trees, raising animals, and licking beautiful women, Xia Ruofei opened a wonderful life.

- Description from ptwxz (translated)

Traveling to the World Dominated by Gods.

Lin Yan found himself crossing into a wildfire which was about to go out in the wasteland!

He thought the Hell Mode was turned on, but the System was activated at a critical time!

As long as He burned everything, He can easily obtain energy points, evolution points, and get unlimited evolution!

Lin Yan: “What about crossing into flames? Flames can also start a prairie fire! Flames can also burn gods!”

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Some people call it ” Flame of the sky,” which can burn through the sky, and even the sun, moon and stars in the sky are burned to ashes!

Some people call it “Flame of extinguishing the World”. Once it becomes powerful, the fire burns even the Gods!

Some people call it ” Lord of Flames”, repaying the most pious belief, trembling at the sight, and maintaining awe even when dreaming!

From wildfire to the Flame God who dominates the Gods, the Flame of Lin Yan, make all the Gods tremble!

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Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.