Watermelon Alien

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

The Mightiest Little Peasant

    Ye Futian stood frozen in place, his face a little red.


  He was a golden immortal and an accomplished Daluo disciple of the primitive sect. In terms of talent, he should not be weaker than this guy. How could he not gain the upper hand at all?


  Could it be that the celestial Emperor's Supreme treasure was really that powerful?


  "Hmph! Kid, don't be arrogant! You're just borrowing the power of the celestial Emperor's Supreme treasure!" A golden immortal from the primordial beginning sect shouted coldly.


  "What's wrong? I can't use my own treasures? You old monsters are only a few thousand years older than me! What's there to be arrogant about!" Tang Hao retorted sarcastically as he looked at them.


  "You brat, you're at death's door and you still dare to be arrogant!"


  The group of golden Immortals from the sect of primordial beginning was furious and cursed.


  A golden immortal shouted as he charged forward.


Shaking the primitive sect Immortals