Railvas

"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow me to perceive and thoroughly understand everything I see, even if superficially and only once, to the fullest, including strong points, weak points, and how to overcome them."

Due to a mistake made by God, Ken is born with every type of perfect memory, but without anything else - he is weak, sickly, stupid, and unwanted.
However, there was a saving grace - he made a friend, Leo. Leo would talk to him about hypothetical situations like what to say in case a genie granted him one wish.

When Ken dies and God offers him one wish for his next life as compensation for his previous mistake, Ken simply recites Leo's words and is sent to the cultivation world. There, he slowly learns that he is the only one he can trust. 

Armed with the special remaining Godly Qi from his reincarnation and with the ability to learn and improve techniques and manuals easily, even creating his own original cultivation path, he cultivates with the goal of standing at the top of the world, even if it takes leaving his moral code behind.

Follow Ken in his journey as he lie, blackmail, murder, rob, poison, and manipulate others to achieve his goals!


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The god in the story is completely random and made up, and is not the particular god of any religion existing today in the real world. This god only exists in the imaginary world of my story.

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One Wish to Own the World

Many kilometers away, in the Jade Sky Sect's secured base, many elders surrounded a few broken tokens with grim expressions. Many of them glanced worriedly at the five standing the closest.

"Tell our envoy in Shadowland Sect to buy information about… this."

The speaker was an elegant woman in her early forties, exuding a commanding presence. Her flowing white robes, adorned with intricate embroidery depicting a majestic tree with countless fine leaves in black and silver, shimmered subtly in the light.

Her features were finely chiseled, her lips a soft curve of authority, and her almond-shaped eyes, sharp and calculating, glimmered with fury. Though she held herself with dignity, her barely restrained wrath seemed to ripple through the air, making her very presence suffocating.

"Already done, Sect Leader, we are waiting for their deduction," an older man answered carefully. "We have also investigated their last activities."

Chapter 369 – The Jade Sky Sect's Grief