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Chapter 647
Felix
20:01,Apr 10,2026
The destitute young master Ryan Noel, obtained the inheritance of the Primordial God, awakened an astonishing spiritual vein, and mastered the supreme art of forging. From then on, he embarked on the path of cultivation, stepping on peerless geniuses and riding on invincible divine beasts. The ancient monsters of various races willingly became his underlings in order to have him forge a weapon for them. The beauties of all races, whether they were witches or saintesses, were also willing to dedicate themselves to him in order to have him forge a weapon for them. However, Ryan Noel was not satisfied because there were countless geniuses and powerful experts in the world. He wanted countless strong individuals to venerate him as a god. There were countless beautiful women in the world, and he wanted to gather all the talented beauties. There were countless divine artifacts in the world, and he wanted to forge ancestral artifacts that were even stronger than divine artifacts.
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Chapter 34
Lucas Bennett
17:02,Apr 09,2026
He should have been ruined for good, a cripple with no way back, yet at the edge of despair he closed his hand around a sword that could rewrite fate.
Daxton Mabbett had once been his sect's shining prodigy. Then, in a single fall, his meridian shattered. He was cast out by the sect, abandoned by the Mabbett family, and ground into the dust.
No one knew that the Nine-Colored Mystic Sword had undergone a strange mutation, awakening within his mind the Peerless Sword Art and the Pharmacopoeia Codex.
So what if his body was broken? So what if he could not cultivate? He would cling to life through the alchemical arts and tear open a path with the sword. In a cultivation world where sects stood like forests and the strong ruled all, he would carve his way back to the summit from the lowest rung.
Those who once trampled him would one day be forced to look up.
And the sword's true secret was only just beginning.
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Chapter 48
Lucas Miller
17:02,Apr 09,2026
Once the most gifted prodigy his clan had ever produced, Archie Cutmore fell from grace the day his bloodline was stolen, leaving him branded a "cripple." He did not bow his head.
Calm under pressure and ruthless in his resolve, he planned every step and swore to wrench his fate back into his own hands. On Ninosith, the law was simple: the weak were prey. Resources were fought over without end, and mercy was a luxury no one could afford.
Then Archie Cutmore stumbled upon the Chaos Pagoda, a peerless treasure that let him cultivate within a realm where time flowed a hundred times faster. While others crawled forward, he surged ahead.
Crushed beneath his clan's oppression and humiliation, he dared to bare his fangs at authority itself and set his sights on revenge. Could a "cripple" overturn the board and rise from a dead end?
In a world of ironclad hierarchies, Archie Cutmore was never meant to be ordinary. His destiny would be written by his own hand.