MORPHORCE - Chapter 12: The Turning Point

“Sect Master Uncle is just a mortal, who just happens to have his own ‘billion’ interpretations of various spells.”Atop Misty Peak, the sect’s senior disciple was educating the new beginners.At that moment, Sect Leader Ye Feng, holding a blade of grass, waved it gently, and a fierce Sword Qi split the sky in two, revealing a dark spatial rift that was difficult to heal, frightening the gods above.The new disciple pointed at the sky, shocked, “And you told me the Sect Leader is just a mortal?”

Each stroke of good luck is a triumph over someone else’s misfortune.Jack Grim, the son of two legendary assassins, was born and raised on nothing but coldness, and the skills to spill blood.At seventeen, Jack received his final task as an assassin apprentice under his parents.“Succeed, and you’ll run your own organization — live the life you’ve always dreamed of.”For Jack, it was everything he had ever wanted: the chance to finally become the professional assassin he was born to be.He struck his target at midnight, succeeded, and received everything his parents had promised.But in the wake of victory came a pounding headache, a relentless fever—and then… transmigration.Jack now found himself in Raiden’s body, the keeper of the Book of Ashes, the heart of the Devourer, and the very book the coward Raiden had died protecting with his life.Jack had no desire to live in another world, magic or not. He simply wanted to return to his life as an assassin.But duty had other plans. The balance of this world now rested on his ability to protect the book, and like it or not, the responsibility was his to bear.

There was a time when every living thing was decimated and the galaxy was forced to restart with a single thought from the evils.“Is the final boss my wife?” Xu Chang’an exclaimed as he looked at his wife who was making dinner and shook his head. “The system must have malfunctioned again.”Under the tree in his garden, Xu Chang’an wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist and said, “There is something I have to settle outside. I’ll be back soon.”“Okay. Stay safe.” After seeing the husband off, his wife raised her head to look at the leaves and said,“I think my husband is going to cheat on me soon. Should I… just restart this world?”

Qi Laiyan was a tycoon worth billions. Due to a special gene in his body, he possessed a body that never got sick.But he could only live to 50 years old.After his death, half of his estate would belong to his contractual wife.One day, Qi Laiyan, whose body had never had any issues, suddenly started coughing.His darling wife, who loved him desperately and only cared about the man not the money, rushed to the hospital in the freezing wind, grabbing him and crying until she was a tearful mess.“Why did you suddenly start coughing, honey! What will I do without you?!” She cried hoarsely, so despairing.Qi Laiyan looked at this scene he had anticipated long ago, feeling nothing but annoyance.Just as he was about to chase the woman away as usual,A voice suddenly rang out in his mind.[Good boy, is this coughing? This is hitting the jackpot for me!] [How will I live? Of course by inheriting your assets and dancing on your grave after the seventh day following your death!]Hearing this voice identical to his teary-eyed, soft-gazed yet desperate little darling wife, Qi Laiyan fell silent.Unsure, listen further…