MTL - Those Years When I Was Cannon Fodder - Chapter 759 deep-rooted

In his previous life, because of a cultivation technique that he could not cultivate, Sword Genius Ling Dao was hunted down by the Purple Vine Holy Land multiple times. Not long ago, the Purple Vine Holy Land killed many disciple of Ling Family s. In the end, he was still suppressed by a peerless expert at the bottom of the Divine Sword Mountain. Day and night, he suffered the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart!

After his reincarnation, he was Crown Prince Xiao Yao. However, because of the Sword Qi in his body, Ling Dao had become extremely weak, and was unable to cultivate. His mother had left him when he was five, in order to find a cure. His father had barged into the Celestial Dragon Forbidden Area for him a year ago and still had not returned.

The King Carefree Palace had been annihilated, Jiang Zhong fled a thousand miles away with him, and Jiang Zhong, on top of the Celestial Sect, had been humiliated … The misfortune that followed after, was that it accidentally helped him to open the peerless Desolate Immortal Slaying Force cultivation technique, and from then on embarked on a journey that defies the heavens! ” It won’t be long before I make them regret their actions! “

- Description from Novelupdates

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve.Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish.Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others.In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle.Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper:Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked.Let the games begin.

Once again, Ye Zhen Zhen had lost her memories. When she opened her eyes once more, arranged in front of her were——

1. A Maternal Grandfather, the Murdered Victim

2. A Large Inheritance

3. A Deeply in Love Fiancé

4. An Overbearing Maternal Uncle and his Wife

5. A Docile Servant

6. The Aloof, Cold, Abstinent Doctor in Charge of the Case

7. A Seemingly Difficult Police Officer

Reincarnated as a detective, Ye Zhen Zhen stared dubiously at them all. Who was the murderer? Was it her? It…?

Only one was the real murderer, but there was far more than just one culprit.

- Description from Novelupdates