MTL - Death Notice - v2 Chapter 7 Albert Castle

“It’s true… So why does no one believe me?”Sometimes, I play small pranks, but they’re really just small ones.I’m not the mastermind at all.

Immortals, gods, demons, princes and generals; dragon girls hold lamps, and the cups hold the sea.

Wild foxes practice Zen, and fierce tigers realize Taoism; they swim in the North Sea in the morning, and go to Cangwu in the evening.

Immortals and gods survive, and demons establish a country.

These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuhuo.

And Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square characters in his dreams, only thought about being able to participate in the spring test in the coming year.

Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow, which made him have a long dream.

Huang Liang has a dream.

…………

Huang Liang awakened from his dream and broke his heart, and since then he has opened the door to practice.

The golden crow flies, and the jade rabbit leaves.

One grain of millet in the three realms, the dust of the mountains and rivers for several years.

Pass the sword leisurely through the downtown.

No one knows that I am a real fairy.

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Everyone dreams of gaining magical powers at some point in their lives, be it flying through the air or throwing fireballs from their hands. When the time finally comes, and mana arrives on Earth, it's not all its cracked up to be.Transported into a tutorial with his family, Christopher has to fight to survive while trying to keep his family alive. After three grueling months inside a tutorial where tragedy and death seem to follow him around, Chris struggles for power and the chance for revenge.When the survivors return to a changed Earth, conflicts arise. Various players vie for power and to expand their influence, while Chris tries to carve out a place for himself and the rest of his family free from any more conflict.Others aren't so keen on sharing what they think should be theirs.~~~Current Release Schedule is one chapter every weekday (5 days a week) at 4 PM EST.Inspired by the amazing stories of Primal Hunter, Path of Ascension, Unchosen Champion, and Path of Dragons.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.