All Chapters of A God Cultivator Reborn in the Modern Age: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
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Coldness, pain—and darkness suddenly flooded his mind without warning.That was the first thing Alex felt before his entire world was violently shaken. Not a physical tremor, but a sensation of consciousness being dragged, crushed, and then forcibly stuffed into a narrow space of memories that did not belong to him.Thousands of unfamiliar voices spun wildly, whispering, overlapping with the inner screams of a young man. Alex jolted as heavy breaths filled his new lungs.Thump.When his eyelids opened, a new world came into view—and the first place he saw was not a magnificent palace worthy of a God-level cultivator who had once shaken the heavens.Instead, it was the back courtyard of a campus, with grimy walls covered in vulgar graffiti, overgrown weeds, and three human figures standing in a circle.“He’s awake,” someone said in a rough, arrogant voice—one that, for some reason, instantly made Alex want to crush the speaker’s skull.The young body he now occupied lay on the ground.
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In the narrow alley leading to campus, Olivia hurried forward with her friend. Her hair swayed with each step, while her well-developed upper body moved fluidly to the rhythm of her stride, accentuating curves far more mature than her age.When she stopped, her breathing was slightly ragged, her chest rising and falling gently. And when Olivia stood just a few steps away from the commotion—leaning forward slightly, her red lips parting as if to make sure Alex was all right—time itself seemed to hold its breath.“Alex… that’s enough.”Her soft voice carried a flash of sincerity strong enough to make Alex pause for a moment. Not out of fear, but because that voice sounded… caring.“Olivia…” Alex murmured, momentarily entranced by the almost heavenly beauty before him.Olivia only nodded lightly, then immediately turned her gaze toward Abel and his companions, her expression filled with irritation.“Abel… I’ve told you before, it’s not right for you to keep bullying Alex. Apologize to hi
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“Is–is this young man alright?!”A wave of noisy comments erupted. However, the driver of the luxury car with the prancing horse logo that had hit Alex immediately got out. She ran toward Alex with only a faint trace of guilt on her face.“Wait, what’s your name? I’m in a hurry… Though you were also at fault for not watching the road… I was driving too fast as well. Inside this Royal VIP card, there’s $1,000 as my compensation.”She was a young lady from the Wine family—Wine Clara. A young entrepreneur engaged in the antique business in Draken City. Besides her popularity, she was famous for her sharp eye in appraising antiques. The girl was also the heir of a highly respected conglomerate family.Alex paused for a moment, staring at the white card handed to him. He vaguely understood that living in a new world required something as a means of exchange. Just like cultivators needed spirit stones, or gold coins—so he accepted it without hesitation.“What a coincidence…”“If you experie
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After the three debt collectors finally left, Olivia’s knees felt so weak that she nearly collapsed. Alex quickly supported her and brought the girl into his modest house.“Olivia… I’m really grateful to you. If not… maybe—” His words trailed off.“Alex, this is all I can help you with… Maybe the rest…” She lowered her head. The $500,000 she had given to the debt collectors was the result of years of saving her school allowance.“Don’t worry. Within these two days, not only will I settle my father’s debt… I’ll definitely return that allowance money to you. Thank you.”The graceful and beautiful girl merely nodded, though she knew very well how difficult it was to gather such an amount of money—especially within just two days.“Alex… two days is an extremely short time.”CREEEAK!In the middle of their conversation, the door suddenly opened. Instinctively, Alex stood up and stepped forward to shield her. However, it wasn’t the three debt collectors who appeared, but a young man in a lu
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Glancing around his surroundings, he found no trace at all of the old vendor from earlier. Even when using his Divine Eyes, there was nothing—no shadow, no aura. The old man had truly vanished into the void.“In this new world… there’s a cultivator as well? Interesting…” Realizing who the old man truly was, Alex continued walking toward the best shop on the antique street.That shop belonged to Wine Clara—the finest antique appraiser in Draken City.Upon entering, Abel, who was browsing the items displayed on the shelves, immediately spoke to Alex.“Why are you tailing us?! Do you really think that rotten clay jar of yours can be exchanged for money here? Hahahaha! You must feel scammed, right?!”“Scammed? I don’t think so. I came here after seeing that this is the largest shop I’ve encountered… and I’m here to sell what’s inside this jar. What right do you have to comment on me?”Seeing someone he had always regarded as trash dare to speak back—almost as if challenging him—made Abel
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Casting a brief glance at Alex’s expressionless face, several of Clara’s attendants immediately exclaimed.“T–That necklace… the one that symbolizes absolute authority!”“That’s right! It’s said this necklace was valued at over ten million dollars! But due to a sudden act of greed, it vanished without a trace! Even now, rulers of various nations are still searching for the symbol of the Blue Ocean Dragon!”Clara carefully picked up the necklace. Her appraisal could not be wrong, yet suspicion still rose within her.“Where did you get this necklace?”“I’m the same as you—someone who can judge an item with just two eyes,” Alex replied calmly. “What makes you so suspicious? Right now, I just happen to need money. How much is this necklace worth?”Clara fell silent for a moment. Even in the past, its price had reached ten million dollars. Now, after the Blue Ocean Dragon Necklace had been lost for years and suddenly resurfaced, its value would surely multiply several times over.“Based on
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Djanu curled his lips into a thin grin and prepared to throw his punch. However, in a split second, Alex had already caught his wrist.And then....“Fighting in the classroom? Do you still have any respect for me as your lecturer?”A young man with a slightly muscular build, dressed neatly, entered the classroom together with Zonia.Abel’s jaw stiffened. Djanu’s and even Ruyan’s expressions froze. For some reason, every time they were about to beat Alex, someone always appeared to stop them.“Alex… once again, you’re truly lucky,” Abel said coldly. “But once you step outside campus grounds, I’ll continue this matter.”Abel signaled Djanu to back off. Yet Alex’s grip was terrifyingly strong—like iron shackles that could only be unlocked with a special key.“W–Why…?” Djanu choked out.Alex suddenly released his grip and shoved Djanu aside.“I’ll be waiting for that time to come.”He sat down in the seat provided. Unexpectedly, Zonia sat down beside him.“Isn’t your seat in the back?” Al
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Djanu stepped forward first, followed by Abel and Ruyan, who spread out in a half-circle.A formation painfully familiar to the original body’s memories.Back then, the original owner of this body always stood in the center of that circle—head lowered, trembling in fear, silently enduring the bullying until his entire body was covered in wounds.But now, the positions were reversed.The Alex of today was no longer a loser.He was a former God Cultivator, once revered across countless regions of the Immortal Realm.“So you dare challenge us here,” Abel said coldly. “This place… wasn’t it always the graveyard of your dignity?”Alex smiled faintly—a smile utterly devoid of emotion.“That’s exactly why I chose this place,” he replied calmly. “So you can experience again what you used to do.”Djanu snorted. “Bullshit. You think answering a lecturer’s questions makes you someone important?”He lunged forward instantly, his fist shooting toward Alex’s face, powerful and filled with force.Bu
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“Who is it?” Alex asked again, his voice low but alert.“Alex… it’s me.”The woman’s voice sounded calm, slightly hesitant, yet clearly trying to remain polite.Alex frowned. The voice wasn’t unfamiliar.He walked slowly toward the door and opened it just a crack. A woman stood outside, wearing a simple beige coat. Her hair was neatly tied back, her face beautiful with sharp features and intelligent eyes. In her hand was a black leather handbag—expensive, but understated.“Wine Clara?” Alex asked flatly.The woman smiled faintly, relief evident on her face. “Thank goodness you still remember me.”Alex opened the door fully. “Come in.”Clara was slightly surprised. She had expected questions—or even to be driven away. But Alex’s demeanor was far too calm for someone who had once been at odds with her over a trivial matter.Once inside, Clara immediately observed the house. Simple. Clean. Yet cold and eerily quiet.“Are you alone?” she asked.“Always,” Alex replied briefly.Clara nodded
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Alex turned off his phone screen, slipped it into his jacket pocket, and stepped out of the house. The old wooden door closed slowly behind him, leaving the inherited house wrapped once again in silence.Night had fully fallen.Dim streetlights cast long shadows along the narrow alley where Alex walked. His steps were calm, unhurried, as if he were heading toward something he had long anticipated.His destination wasn’t far—an old shop at the corner of the street, its paint peeling and its signboard hanging crooked. That was where the three debt collectors who had haunted his father’s life usually gathered.Alex pushed open the half-rusted iron door.Creeeak…Inside, three men were lounging casually. Cigarettes burned, bottles of liquor lay scattered across the table. When they saw Alex enter, the three exchanged glances before curling their lips into crooked smiles.“Well, well… the kid came alone,” said the burly bald man. “Alex, right?”Alex stepped inside with steady strides, even