Elder Cultivator - Chapter 17

struggle for dominance, where power rules above all.But you are no chosen hero. As the third son of a Viscount, you hold no influence—just another noble without purpose. Your knowledge of technology and strategy? Worthless here.Then, everything changes.The cards from your favorite strategy game—the very ones you built and mastered—are now real. No longer digital symbols, but an army you can summon at will. In this ruthless world, where the weak are crushed and the strong dictate fate, this power is your key to survival.You refuse to be a victim. Armed with an army beyond imagination, you will carve your own destiny. Not just to survive—but to conquer.“Soldiers, attack!”..........Note: If you have any questions or comments, feel free to share them!

As a qualified female antagonist, Maya Monroe's daily task is to sneer and look down at the female lead, Kiki Monroe, to facilitate Kiki's slap in the face and rise to the top.Audition scene:Maya Monroe: How dare a little nobody compete with me for the role? This role is definitely mine!Netizens: Such boastful talk! Nonsense! Kiki, slap her in the face!The audition results come out, and Maya Monroe succeeds in the audition.Maya Monroe, who is obviously holding back: ......Netizens: Wow... Not only is she confident, but she's also so talented! I'm loving it!At the awards ceremony, Maya Monroe holds a bunch of trophies, looking helplessly at the camera.Kiki Monroe, sitting below, has long left the scene angrily, biting her little handkerchief.Host: You've been nominated for so many awards, Maya, what are your thoughts?Maya Monroe pauses for a moment: Actually, I'm not interested in awards.Fans suddenly go wild: Ahhh, sister is so classy, I love it!Maya Monroe's husband is the male lead's brother. According to the plot, this big shot divorces her due to being unable to stand Maya Monroe's arrogance and lets her fend for herself.To make Ian Rowe hate her, Maya Monroe tries her best to act outrageous.She deliberately knocks over Ian Rowe's soup, not knowing the chicken soup is poisoned.She arrogantly steals Ian Rowe's food, not knowing that it all comes from the culinary-struggling Ian Rowe.Maya Monroe: Quickly hate me!Ian Rowe: She... must like me!Another title for this story: “About My Efforts to Hold Back but Repeatedly Crush the Female Lead”, “About How Just Saying a Few Words Casually Makes a Bunch of People Like Me”, “Ah! It's Becoming Increasingly Hard to Be an Antagonist These Days”

The nascent Chaos had just been carved out, and the barren void welcomed the souls from the Otherworld.As the first soul in the Chaos World, Laine automatically became the God of Spirituality.However, divine power stems from Divine Power, and the existence of spirituality was insignificant; thus, the newly born Laine was extremely weak.With no other choice, to avoid being overturned by the torrents of fate, Laine had to rely on himself.He carved out realms, and birthed lives belonging solely to spirituality.He created sequences, scattering the steps to deification.He wove the Magic Net, enveloping the sky, the oceans, and the land.When the bell of dusk sounded, I raised my divine seat and proclaimed to all beings from the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm:There are two facets to the world, the material and the spiritual.The material belongs to the gods, and the spiritual belongs to me, such is the ultimate truth of all things.

What’s the point of being reborn… if you come back in chains?Life in Kyoto was already unraveling. My dead-end job, my fading relationship—my girlfriend could barely look at me anymore. Maybe part of me knew the end was coming. Maybe part of me wanted it to.And then it did.“Oi, wake up,” a voice growled, thick with contempt.I opened my eyes to darkness—and pain.Tabata Yori. That was my name. Once. Before the world twisted. Before death spat me out into something colder and crueler.“Ugh, another worthless soul,” the voice sneered.Then came the boots. Each kick was a brutal reminder: I wasn’t in Kyoto anymore. I wasn’t anywhere safe. I’d fallen into a world ruled by shadows, where power is pain and obedience is survival.Why was I brought here? What do they want from me?I don’t know yet.But I do know this: If I’m going to suffer, someone’s going to bleed for it.disclaimer: Cover isn't mine and is temporary until I get a paid work done.Schedule: Looking for daily and will do as many chapters as I can each day.Thanks for any support that is given.