Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World - Chapter 9: Selected.

A man who was once called the world’s strongest agent ended up becoming a teacher after his retirement, to train a new generation of agents. After many years of training his disciples, he was killed at the age of 60 by a secret organization’s ruse and was reincarnated in another world with his memories intact. Though he was surprised by the existence of magic and the strange species in that world, he quickly adapted to his condition as a newborn and took advantage of it. He acquired special magic and gained a massive amount of strength thanks to his rigorous discipline, in order to reach his goal: Resume his career as a teacher which he left halfway through in his previous life. This is the story of a man, who, based on the memories and the experiences of his previous life, became a teacher who travels through the world with his students.

Rowan kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His new body contain terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity.

Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers.

Yet he must strive to keep a portion of his humanity alive, as he continously evolve beyond godhood.

A/N: There are horror element, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. Fan of blood borne, and abominable horrors that goes bump in the night would love it.

Epic action set pieces, and galaxy wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one man army.

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I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

Who will judge right and wrong, and who will comment on merits and demerits?

In this life, I don’t want to follow the rules, I just want to do whatever I want.

Hold the secret in your hand, watch me domineering.

————I am Zuo Xiaoduo, and I do not take the usual path.

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