MTL - Turing’s Code - ~ chapter7

One day, when I came to my senses, I found myself reincarnated in another world.After enduring a rough life post-reincarnation, I thought I could finally settle down, quietly tending to a flower garden in the mountains……But something feels off.”

In a world where the boundaries between dimensions are thinning, a young man named Kael Ardent is thrust into the Eternal Nexus, a realm where countless worlds converge. Here, the laws of reality are dictated by Aether, a mystical energy that fuels both creation and destruction. Kael discovers he is a Nexus Warden, a rare being capable of manipulating Aether to bridge worlds and command the forces of the Nexus.But the Nexus is not a place of peace. It is a battleground for Eldari, ancient beings who seek to control the Nexus and use its power to dominate all existence. Kael must navigate this treacherous realm, forge alliances with warriors from other worlds, and unlock the secrets of his own latent powers. As he grows stronger, he uncovers a prophecy that foretells the rise of a Prime Warden, a hero who will either save the Nexus or doom it to eternal chaos.

He was once Head of the Immortal Sects.

Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.

All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.

He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.

Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:

“Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”

Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”

Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.

He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.

Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.

His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping.

- Description from Novelupdates

The Great Norther Wall. The Dragon Knights. The Lords of the Winter Mountains. The Descendants of the Primordial Dragon. These are the various titles of the Grand Ducal Clan Ragnar, which boasted a rich, thousand year history. Theo Ragnar resolved himself to aiming for the throne of that very same clan. ‘These cursed chains weren’t something I could slip out of. They were meant to be broken with strength.’