MTL - Dawn of the Grey Tower - Chapter 82 God of Weaving Webs

Song Yang was a Mercenary King in his previous life, killed by a stray bullet. He transmigrated to a world of cultivation, where the ability to control clouds and move mountains is commonplace.In this life, after taking over the body of a prince who had lost everything, he awakened a system that granted him a legion of thousands of cultivators in the Saint Realm from the start, and thus his story began.Creating a Shura Palace that made the whole continent tremble as soon as it heard his name.Be it a Saint from a Holy Land, an Emperor from a Powerful Empire? An ancestor from a powerful family?No matter who it is, as long as they pay the corresponding price, Shura Palace can kill.

This entire story is fictional. All regions, countries, and cities described within are imaginary!!!!![ torrential rain, floods, blizzards, extreme cold, extreme heat, pollution, insect plagues, acid rain, endless night, earthquakes... ]On April 1st, a natural disaster struck Azure. A massive torrential rainstorm swept across the globe, followed by earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, rising sea levels... one disaster after another.Evelyn Ford is reborn before the disaster strikes. In this life, she frantically hoards supplies just to survive.[ No special abilities, no zombies, pure natural disaster survival, no bleeding hearts. ]Male Lead: The ultimate support + a deadly weaponFemale Lead: Spatial storage + an ordinary person[ apocalypse, survival, hoarding, base building, farming, gourmet food, animal husbandry... ]

In the dog-eat-dog Cultivation Realm, Fang Qingyuan, a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, holds an ancient Immortal Mansion, yet chooses a path that leaves his fellow sect members dumbfounded—When his fellow sect members are staining Secret Realms with blood to fight for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he pilots a Profound Turtle Beast ship across rivers, making a fortune by ferrying passengers;When the prodigies of the sect face near-death experiences to subdue ferocious beasts, he uses the Immortal Mansion's spiritual spring to cultivate hallucinogenic vines, secretly monopolizing the Black Market's medicinal herb business;When the Elders are at their wits' end over the beast tides, he has long since established a Myriad Beast Pasture within his Immortal Mansion, secretly hoarding strategic resources and jacking up the prices!“All this fighting and killing is too dangerous! Lying low and making money is the eternal Heavenly Dao! Cultivation isn't about meditating and practicing techniques, it's about understanding human relationships and worldly affairs!”

A prince sent into exile, without the means to fight back.