MotivatedSloth

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. 

But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. 

Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. 

Or was it?

"My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it."

"Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine."

"Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!"

"Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!"

Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage!


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This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you.

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One Last System

We reached the site of the party in just a few minutes of walk from Vaner's mansion. It wasn't that the place was near the dormitory of the disciples, but rather Vaner's mansion was in one of the best locations in the entire sect.

The party itself took place in the main hall of the sect, vacated for this very reason by all the elders that would usually reside and work in there. Yet, even though the biggest building in the entire compound was dedicated just for the purpose of this grandiose meeting, crowds upon crowds of people already spilled to the massive garden that surrounded it.

"It's pretty big," I commented in a half-voice while walking a step behind Terio. On the outside, it was something that the courtesy towards his seniorship required, while it was actually Terio's own idea on how to protect me from the bullies.

The drink