MTL - King of Gods - Chapter 44 Invitation to the summit (on)

After transmigration, Lin Yue could hear a voice whispering in his ear every day, sharing all sorts of secrets with him.Small matters like the thoughts of the girl next door, to great mysteries like the secrets of the heavens, the voice persisted daily, broadcasting randomly.He originally wanted to live an unremarkable life, but in this world of Xianxia dynasties where mortals are considered as insignificant as weeds, the fate of an ordinary man without power is no longer in his own hands.Thus, he had no choice but to stop being 'just a person'.'Your Majesty the Empress, you wouldn't want your secret of treason to be revealed by others, right?'

What do you mean by there are cultivators in this world?And I have a heaven defying physique?Zhao Tian is living a normal life with his family including his mom and sister! But what will happen when he comes to know that this modern world he is living in is not normal and there are people who can use supernatural powers who are called 'cultivators?'He came to know that he has a physique that could even defy the mortal limitations of the heavens.From there his life changed with many women entering his life.And there seem to be a lot of secrets that lie within him that he doesn't even know himself. What will he do after knowing about his secret and origins?!

On the Great Land of China, forces clashed for the sake of supremacy and Bloodline Warriors ran amok; the conflict of the strong threatened to shatter heaven and earth. A young man named Lu Li—nothing more than a humble Coffin Carrier from the Northern Desert—came along with Lu Ling, his sister. The two were regarded as puny insects and bullied, but little did people know that Lu Li had the strongest Bloodline of them all in him.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, dim library.Regrettably, this book is unwell.Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of its cover,Words written in bygone days are like parasites rooted in the pages, hoping for someone to observe their wriggling,To feel, to decipher, to touch the essence of this ailing story.If you insist on borrowing this book, please make sure to regularly check your own physical condition.