Divine Harem: My Sect of Heavenly Beauties - Chapter 208: The Skeleton King (1)

Life isn’t dramatic.

Takasugi Shinsaku once mentioned, “The mind to bring interest to an otherwise uninteresting world”, but if you’ll let me have my say, “An otherwise uninteresting world is also interesting”.

The world is just right with this level of boredom.

That is the conclusion to the results of my, Kagoshima Akira’s seventeen years of lived experience.

It’s not like anything’s ever going to happen.

I mean.

Witches from other worlds,

and cyber soldiers paying a visit from the future,

and psychics fighting under the instruction of research institutions

don’t exist, after all.

Mr. Gu, I have a crush on you######Recommending a new book: “Empire Master, You Are Mine”(The main text is completed, feel free to dive in) “Mr. Gu, I indeed have a crush on you. I'm not very brave, and I dare to say such words of liking you only once. If you have not the slightest bit of that kind of feeling towards me, then I will resign right now.”“Very well, An Junxi, no one has ever dared to threaten me.”“...So, what now?”“You have provoked someone you shouldn't have. Stay where you are, I will come over immediately!”

After an accidental death, in order to continue to live, Gu Bai had to choose to go through various wonderful books to complete tasks.

Qi Condensation. Foundation Establishment. Core Formation. In the current world, only these three realms are known to be achievable. Nascent Soul is but a legend and the realms above it lost to the the long river of time. The modern era is known as Cultivation Civilization, a balance of power and civility, excess and moderation. While cultivation remains a secret practice, it has long since exposed itself to the mundane world, quietly intertwined with each facet of society. While the world appears to be at peace, what lies underneath is a conflict between human, cultivator, and demon, brewing for ages and waiting to implode. Yet in the wake of humanity’s rapid industrialization, qi—and consequently cultivation—is dying.