The Daily Task of Preventing My Disciple from Turning to the Dark Side - Chapter 43: This man is not as good-looking as master. Master has smoother skin, slenderer waist and...(2)

A question I often ask myself, is the human desire for self-destruction never going away?

Travel through the endless apocalypse world, and find the answer behind every kind of demise!

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A second or third story of a great power who has no choice but to go to a high-level small world to cultivate immortals! !

In men’s clothing, she attracts people, but she is helpless and emotionally flirtatious. Faced with the hints and expresses of many beauties in the cultivation world, she doesn’t understand, so a misunderstanding suddenly arises, and she is added to the list of the most handsome young men in the cultivation world.

Harmless, cheerful, with a male protagonist, women disguised as men, strong women and strong men

Welcome to the newly opened female disguised as a man’s work “This Daoist is too serious”

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How does it feel to lose your parents at the tender age of four?Imagine the trauma, the psychological scars. Now, take it a step further—what if they died right in front of you?That was Kael’s reality. As a young boy, he watched his parents perish while desperately protecting a golden coin.At the time, Kael had no idea of its significance. He only knew that their deaths were tied to it.Fleeing from his father’s murderers, he was forced to survive on the unforgiving streets, learning to fight, steal, and endure.Twelve years later, he had transformed into one of the deadliest assassins the world had ever known.He had no official title. No known employer. No traceable identity. Just a calling card.They called him The Coin Flipper.Not because he left his mark, but because after every kill—just as the body hit the ground, as the last breath escaped—he would flip a coin.No one knew why. Some believed it was mockery, a cruel reminder that fate had turned against them. Others thought it was ritual.But what they didn’t know was that each coin held power—literal currency of the Core System embedded in Kael’s soul.Every kill earned him millions. Digital fortunes funneled into off-grid accounts with each confirmed target. Blood turned into bounty, pain into profit.And one thing was certain: if you saw the glint of a coin spinning through the air, death had already found you.