Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

"What do you want to talk about?" Tang Sen coldly responded. Since the other party mastered the secret technique, he deserved the right to have an equal dialogue with him.


Even if he was begging for his life, it was not unacceptable. In his heart, Wu Zhuo's life was not even comparable to a little finger of Tang Luo.


Wu Zhuo shook his head with a lost look and said, "I'm not pleading for myself, but hoping that Sect Head will not hold our four clans accountable."


Tang Sen's eyebrows furrowed as he scrutinized Wu Zhuo carefully, curiously asking, "If you care about your clansmen, why would you do such a foolish thing?"


He clearly heard the conversation between Feng Wendong and Tang Luo in the chariot. They obviously intended to kill for loot. Even if they succeeded, their families in Xiling couldn't possibly escape unscathed.


Despite knowing this, they still insist on doing it and are now threatening him to let them go using the Soul Curse. Isn't this contradictory?


Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Nine: Return Home (End)