Crusader King - Chapter 65: Wooden world(1)

Transmigrating to the Cultivation World, Chu Ning, who was born with mediocre talent as a mortal, could only start as the most laborious and exhausting Servant Disciple.When Cultivating the most basic Nine Tigers Body Refining Art, he unexpectedly refreshed the talent [Yin Wood Spirit Body]:1. Greatly increases the cultivation speed of Wood Attribute Cultivation Technique and Spells;2. The cultivated Wood Attribute Cultivation Technique can shield from prying, freely revealing the strength of Magical Power.Seeing this talent, Chu Ning decisively chose to become a Servant Disciple cultivating Spirit Plants, preparing to develop steadily and survive until immortality.However, he discovered that his talent was still refreshing.

Born and raised in a family of warriors, Alex's life suddenly takes a turn for the worse when he is graded with an average potential.When all seems lost, a crack opens within his memories, breeding memories of a past life and also a talent that would shake the very foundation of his world.A/N: Just a light warning here. There is the little sister trope but no incest.

Are you tired of mindless smut novels where everything falls into the hero’s lap with zero effort?Want to follow a main character who actually has to struggle, fumble, and work for a date?Want real, deep female leads who aren’t afraid to say “no” to the MC, even when they like him?Then congratulations. you’re in the right place.This story has:• Regression• Progression• Skills (both erotic and non-erotic)Just read the first chapter. If it clicks, stay for something genuinely great.

The waves ripple around me,calling me in a whisper,Into the deepest part of the ocean.As I walk on the soft sand,the water sweeps over my feet,surrounding where I stand,giving me the sweetest sensation.Oh ocean,why do I feel so attracted to you?Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers?As it causes cold shivers down my spine.I could hear your gentle lullaby,It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honestJust like a refined diamond.Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper?Caressing waves upon the shore,Once again you beckon me.Why do you show yourself at my doorstep?Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go?Why do you call me so desperately?I want to know, cause when the sea calls?Who will answer?