MTL - I Became the Cannon Fodder In the Novels of Female Cultivators - Chapter 184 Tens of thousands of years of rainfall, the bottom of the well locks the dragon

Liang Sheng transmigrated into the alternate world, starting off with the talent “Dull Cultivator”. A “Dull Cultivator” referred to someone with a sincere heart, unyielding perseverance, and extremely slow cultivation speed. There was no bottleneck in his cultivation.

But what did it matter if there was no bottleneck in his cultivation? Having an extremely slow cultivation speed made everything difficult. However, when he reached the ninth realm of Profound Eternity and broke through to the tenth realm, extending his lifespan by twenty years, he suddenly realized that this was the true meaning of “no bottleneck in cultivation”. Any cultivation method could be pushed to its limits and be continuously cultivated.

Since that was the case, if one method of cultivating longevity was not enough, then he would practice ten methods! If ten methods were not enough, then he would practice twenty! In short, he wanted to achieve immortality!

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An unknown disciple from a small sect battling against the strongest in the cultivation world! The long journey working at cultivation, the realization of destiny and the chance to reach the apex of the world.

I wasn’t hit by a truck, nor was I struck by a thunderbolt, yet here I’m inside Hunter X Hunter world, and I even have a system, but it’s really a weird one, it always gives me these kinds of choices:

【1：Join the Ryuudan. Reward: Magma Fruit.】

【3：Destroy the Ryuudan. Reward: Ice Fruit.】

【2：Ignore the Ryuudan. Reward: Fire Fruit.】

Allan sighed, “The problem is I’m really an indecisive guy…”

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! “This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental.”