《I want to restart my world but still have my knowledge and a few cheats》Chapter 7- The little deity
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Lee headed of towards the region right next to the forest which is the black stone area. There are many stronger and larger monsters than in the forest. The forest is filled with Houtain to Heavenly level creatures while the black stone area have Dragon to Martial Ancestor level monsters. The amount of power that these two areas hold very different yet they reside right next with each other. This is because of the materials of the black stone area is very valuable to monsters making them the peak of Martial Ancestor but does not give a creature with enough power to break through to deity rank. Not even a Peak Martial Ancestor wants to go there. There are billions of Martial Ancestor monsters but compare to Lee they are nothing. Lee is a planet buster so there is not fear of these creature.
Lee [Time to genocide this area.]
Lee uses conqueror's haki to kill all of the black stone area.
Don't worry the monster's of the black stone area is not naturally born. They all immigrate to the black stone area to become stronger. They will repopulate the area in just a few years.
Lee (I kind of forgotten how boring this ability is. It also seems like there's one small deity laying around here.)
Lee jump to the area of the little deity that have fallen. The area where he landed now have a small crater.
Lee (A spiritual god cultivator huh.)
The little deity is a small woman that is about the size of a barbie doll. She have black hair and a nice dress.
Lee notice that the doll (little deity is still awake).
Doll [Stay away from me. If you stay in this area then unimaginable powerful people will come and kill you.]
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Lee [I know that already. Some little scum of the earth will not be able to beat me.]
Doll [You don't understand.]
Lee [That 100+ deity rank is coming to get you.]
Doll [How do you know that there is deity ranks for such a young age?]
Lee [Bruh, why are you even suprised.]
Doll [..]
Lee [You should know that there is a literal book for cultivation that explains everything. Are you dumb enough not to read it?]
Doll [What book?]
Lee [A book for idiot cultivators.]
Doll [A book for idiot cultivators? Who was it written by?]
Lee [The creator of the world]
Doll [You actually believe that?]
Lee [You haven't explored the world and you're saying that. How foolish.]
Doll [You're just a 8 year old boy who haven't pass white belt]
Lee [Yet you just saw me genocide the entire area full of Martial Ancestor monster in an instant.]
Doll [I highly doubt that it was you. You probably have some backer behind you.]
Lee [How about putting that statement to the test?]
Lee took out a Desert Eagle 50 cal right in front of the doll's face. Lee also use his conqueror's haki to make the Doll fearful and making her wet her pants.
Lee [Have anything to say.]
The doll didn't say anything but instead shook her head.
Lee [Good]
Lee release his pressure from her but she was now fearful of Lee.
Lee [The noobs are here. I get it is time to roll them over. But first please change into these clothes because you just wet yourself.]
The doll blush at Lee's statement. The invaders finally came but the first thing they meet is bad food that begs the question, how did it even get to this state. Not that Lee is a bad cook (he's a very very very good cook) but that he knows how to cook things that can make people die a horrible death. *Lee used to cook for author 37 and he likes good/enormous food
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Deity 1 [What did I just eat?! I feel that my whole body is eating itself.]
Deity 2 [I got elixir.]
They drink the elixir but it only feeds the pain of what the food cause.
Deity 3 [What is going on? The pain is worsening.]
Lee [Your elixir is not strong enough to cure the posion in your body so you will die.]
Deity 3 [You bastard]
Lee and the doll looks at the deities who are dying painfully.
Lee [Want some popcorn?]
Doll [Huh, what's wrong with you.]
Lee [I know what you trying to say but you know you are probably starving right now.]
Doll [Yea, sure.]
Lee and the doll eats popcorn while the other is dying from the bad food.
Doll [By the way what is your name]
Lee [The name's Lee. I suppose you are Luo Bo]
Luo [How do you know?]
Lee [I'm very smart.]
Deity 1 [My sect won't let you off.]
Lee [Yea, yea. How many times that have been said to me?]
Deity 1 [How*Smack*]
Lee [Shut the fuck for once will you. Geez]
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8 72From A Delinquent To A God in 10 Minutes
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