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

"Stronger!' Mia scolded herself, shouting within her mind as she pressed her fist forward. 'Faster,' she commanded her body, squeezing her muscles to their limits. 'Sharper!'

Just like every day, Mia was hard on the training.

Outside of the necessary elements of daily life like eating or sleeping for a few hours, she would rarely leave the training ground.

'Since I'm the one pushing the others to work harder, I need to work even harder than them,' she would think whenever her body reached its limits, forcing it to go just a bit beyond it.

And every time she did, Mia pushed the boundaries of her ability for a tiny bit forward.

This was the sad reality of cultivating without the proper resources. The second all the tonics, spiritual stones, and spiritual cores ran dry, she had no other choice but to return to training just like every other disciple of the sect.

Nagging