TansoTanso

The Xian Practice would eventually be successful!
It was as if a test from raging heaven. The Soul Removal technique to become the greatest immortal needed both strength and endurance.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine lighting strikes could not do any harm to his soul…

Yes… They could not do any harm. If he had succeeded in the technique, he should be in heaven… but why was he here?!
He was now in the body of a seven-year-old kid named “Merlin”, the son of the third minor wife of “Witcher”, who came from the wealthy family “Szirtes”.
Even though he was the son of Witcher and the grandchild of Earl Szirtes, his mother was still an unworthy, poor servant.

So, his status was the ‘servant’ that the family loathed.

What was more shocking was that the little kid who looked as if he could break at any moment was able to refine an enormous amount of vital essence, or Qi!! He could even easily penetrate the first level of qi!!

The strange power for Xian Practice in this world was different from that of the world he came from. It was a great treasure all the Xians were looking for.

It was called the great “Magical Power”.

This might be a second chance from heaven! The Xian Practice using magical power has now begun! 

Deva Wizard: The Great Xian in King Arthur's Realm

Saint God Whiteteeth was deeply grateful for Merlin. He was almost the first to see Merlin's abilities besides Yoda who had now become a Warlord.


Saint God Whiteteeth, of course, knew why Yoda was able to break through to the Warlord rank. The reason was like him.


They were both able to break through the level thanks to Merlin's help.


Although this child seemed cruel and cold on the outside, he never abandoned the people around him.


Saint God Whiteteeth looked at the boy in front of him with mixed feelings.


“Let's go talk inside,” Merlin said in a calm voice.


“Then please,” Saint God Whiteteeth said respectfully. Even though Merlin was his disciple, the Alphabet God's prestige made him not dare to act like his equal.


From the outside, the little boy did not emit a terrifying power. He only looked like an ordinary person. But now, people here all knew that this little boy was an Alphabet God. An invisible energy wave formed within the mind.


Cultivating Fate