The Industrialist - Chapter 129 Store Openning

The general of the demon world possessed the body of a third-rate small time celebrity. This was the story of him coming over, determined to make preparations for the demon world’s invasion of the human world, but accidentally got mixed in with the entertainment circle instead.

In a multiverse where countless universes and galaxies coexist, one man named Aadi has reached the pinnacle of power, surpassing all before him. But after achieving his goal, he finds himself at a loss on what to do next. To pass his eternal life with purpose, Aadi opens an extraordinary bookstore in a random world, accompanied by his witty friend, Asty, a white cat.

With his vast knowledge and experience, Aadi takes on disciples, each with their own unique hardships and goals.

Amidst action, adventure, and hilarious moments, Aadi will maintain his ordinary facade while secretly guiding his disciples to achieve greatness. Along the way, he will entertain himself and Asty by playing pranks on unsuspecting customers.

With a focus on the powerful Azure Divine World and the growth of Aadi's disciples, this story promises a thrilling journey through various realms, where different types of disciples, from cultivators to mages and magi, will rise to face their destinies. Join Aadi and his extraordinary bookstore as they navigate the mysteries of the multiverse and uncover the secrets of profound cultivation.

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In the waves of steam and machinery, who could achieve extraordinary? In the fogs of history and darkness, who was whispering? I woke up from the realm of mysteries and opened my eyes to the world.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.