Tribulation of Myriad Races - Chapter 1146: Boss Su Yu (2)

What happens when a fanfic author with a habit of lying and scheming suddenly finds himself as a self insert during Duelist Kingdom? What happens when you have Yugi, Joey, Kaiba, and the rest encounter someone who knows all about every major player in their saga... and sees no problem with abusing said knowledge? Chaos, dear reader. Sweet, sweet chaos

Ruan Tian is a cat which gained sentience, and is infatuated with the goddess who once saved him. During the college class reunion, Ruan Tian once again confessed to her, but she openly proclaimed that she would only marry Qin Li and no one else.

Qin Li was Ruan Tian’s number one enemy and love rival, and he was born to put Ruan Tian down for a hundred years!

Ruan Tian looked at him furiously. “Let’s battle! Only one of us can remain!”

Qin Li: ▼_▼ Shall we get on the bed?

- Description from Novelupdates

The cycle of life is not infinite—except, perhaps, for Elijah.At 122 years old, Elijah lived a long and successful life—until he woke up as someone entirely new. Now, an anomaly in a mysterious kingdom sustained by magic, he faces questions about his place in a world that doesn't defy the laws of nature, but take them to an entirely new level.For over six millennia, this isolated realm of 300,000 citizens has thrived, its survival bound to the magic that nurtures its air, water, and food. Yet, some whisper that a kingdom refusing to expand is doomed to fall. How, then, has this kingdom endured?As Elijah uncovers ancient secrets, dives into treacherous cave systems, and grapples with the fatal flaws of magic, he learns the truth about existence itself—forces that shaped the cosmos. New alliances rise to confront an ancient plague, and the kingdom's delicate balance teeters on the edge of collapse.In this world, the vibrant hues of freedom and potential are mere illusions, like sunlight filtered through stained glass. Elijah must decide whether to shatter the illusion—or embrace it.————This novel goes into great detail about the ways of the people and how it will differ from the suspected outside world. What seems like a population of people who do not have much knowledge, show how they found their way by “feeling”, or by anecdotal(personal) evidence.

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”