MTL - The Daily Life of the Immortal King - Chapter 142 The strongest vehicle on the surface

Rhett never expected becoming king until he slayed an ice dragon out of self defense and fulfils an ancient dragon slayers prophecy which makes them to crown him as their king.Transported to a gloomy and medieval like world, he is faced with leading the dragon slayers, the weakest of slayers among other slayers - demon slayers, gargoyle slayers, ghost slayers and shadow slayers.But ruling isn't so glamorous as he had anticipated and he is instead a warrior, with a system like ability which he must level up by slaying Dragons.And to his disadvantage, the world he is his controlled by SLAYERIOUS, an unknown and unseen entity. But that won't stop Rhett, he intends on dominating his world and even daring to slay the strongest dragon still alive, ruieen.And who knows, he might just defeat SLAYERIOUS if he tries harder.[WSA 2025 ENTRY]

“Master, Xingchen Zi said his master refined a treasure—a huge boat that flies in Heaven—and only his master knows how to do it. Is that true?”“It's true.” Cao Zhen glanced at the super-large flying peak beneath his feet and nodded.“Master, have you heard? The Jiao dragon on Azure Dragon Peak seems to have the potential to become a Golden Dragon!”“Just scoop up an Azure Dragon from our family's Fengshui pond and play with it. Don't interrupt me while I'm cooking.”“Master, I've heard that...”“No matter what you've heard, go to my room and look around, everything... ah, wait a moment, let your senior sister come out first.”

I really just want to lose money! T_T

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?