I Know The Secret To Surpass Level 100

For three years, Ethan Cole was a ghost in his own marriage. ​He was the "pity project" of the Bennett family—a penniless man Sophia married to satisfy a debt of conscience. He spent those years enduring the sting of public insults, the cold silence of his wife’s bed, and the crushing weight of being called a "useless parasite" by the city's elite. ​On their third anniversary, the humiliation reached its peak. Sophia didn’t give him a gift; she gave him divorce papers—and she did it in a ballroom filled with the very people who laughed at his shoes. She chose Ryan Parker, a man with a heavy wallet and a hollow soul. ​But Sophia made one fatal mistake. ​She never asked where Ethan came from before the day she found him broken on the street. ​Ethan Cole isn’t a failure. He is a weapon forged by the most powerful dynasty the world has never seen. He is the hidden heir to the Cole Empire, and for three years, he was simply waiting for the betrayal that would allow him to stop playing human. ​Now, the black card is out. The convoy is waiting. ​As the Bennett family’s world begins to crumble and Ryan Parker’s empire turns to ash, the city realizes too late that they didn't just mock a poor man—they humiliated a King. ​Ethan is back for blood, wealth, and the kind of revenge that leaves no survivors. But as he climbs back onto his throne, he must decide: will he reclaim his humanity, or will he become the monster everyone always accused him of being? ​The world is kneeling. Sophia is breaking. And Ethan? Ethan is just getting started.

Daniel Walton is married to Ava Johnson and happens to be the son-in-law to the Johnson family, who constantly maltreat him. They detest and abhor him just because he happens to be a poor man. But they do not know his real identity. So Daniel decided to be rich—not because of the money but because he wanted to take revenge from all those people who looked down on him. And they all were going to suffer and beg for forgiveness, for he was going to make their life a living hell.

They called me a loser. They laughed when I got dumped in the rain. They thought my life was over. They were wrong. My name is Leo Vance. Twenty-four years old, junior analyst, three years of savings thrown away on an engagement ring my ex-girlfriend never wanted. The night she left me for Richard — the arrogant heir of my own company — something inside me broke. Or maybe something finally woke up. An old coin I bought at a flea market years ago cut my palm. Blood met metal. And then I heard it. **[Ding! Omni-Investment System activated.]** Now I see what nobody else can. Above every person, every object, every decision — glowing numbers. Investment return rates. Percentages. Exact outcomes. A beggar on the street? *Invest $50. Return: 10,000%.* A "worthless" painting at auction? *Hidden masterpiece. Return: 4,000%.* A quiet intern everyone ignores? *Key to destroying your enemy. Return: 5,000%.* I started with fifty dollars. Within a week, I had a million. Within a month, Richard was on his knees, his family's empire crumbling because of information only I could see. But money was just the beginning. The deeper I go, the more I realize this system doesn't just show financial returns. It shows martial secrets, ancient techniques, hidden powers buried in this city's underworld. The people who laughed at me? They're about to learn what happens when a nobody sees everything. I don't get angry. I don't beg. I invest. And I always collect.

[Divorce + Hidden Identity + Face-slapping + CEO] For three years, Lucas washed clothes, cooked meals, and served the Carter family like a servant, hiding his identity as the sole heir to the world's richest banking family. He did it all for his wife, Lily. But on their third anniversary, instead of a "Thank You," he received a Divorce Paper. Lily sneered: "Lucas, you are just a useless man. I am now a manager, and you are still trash. We are in different worlds. Sign it, and get out." Lucas signed with a broken heart. But the moment he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a fleet of Rolls-Royces stopped in front of him. An old butler bowed: "Young Master, the strict training period is over. Please come home and inherit the Empire." ... Three days later, at a billionaire's banquet. Lily looked at the man standing on the stage, being worshipped by kings and presidents. He looked exactly like her ex-husband. She knelt down, crying: "Lucas, I was wrong! Please take me back!" Lucas looked at her coldly, holding a beautiful CEO in his arms: "Who are you? Security, throw this crazy woman out."

Once upon a time, I was as stupid as a dog. Wherever she went, I followed her, like a piece of chewing gum that could not be shaken off. I would eat shit and agree with her words. Everyone called me a "fool" and said that this was how my life would be, and how I would end. But when I finally woke up—— ...... "You said you were my wife but I do not deserve to be your husband? Oh, but look at your face! It's ugly to fit with mine even in a mere picture!" "Didn't you say you'd rather die than let me touch you? Now you're begging me, crying, wanting a son from me who looks like me—shouldn't you be dying instead?!" "Why is everyone saying I have been bullying? Sit back and watch, it's just the beginning." * * When the abandoned fool finally regained his memory, the whole world realized that they had offended the wrong person—they had to come begging for forgiveness. WHAT TO EXPECT: [o] In a nutshell, this is a Romance meets Indomitable Husband and The Heir... with a dash of Face slapping. [o] Progression Urban Story. No instantly showoff your wealth MC. [o] Much violence and romance elements. [o] Clever schemes, well detailed action, and in-depth character development and drama. [o] No system or magic

Her mother covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. “This… this cannot be real,” she said. “The specialists told us your nerves were permanently damaged.” Her father approached more slowly, his expression controlled. He looked at Sonia’s legs carefully, then at the crowd gathering around us. “This is unexpected,” he said thoughtfully. “Very unexpected. How did this happen?” Sonia looked slightly overwhelmed by the attention. “I… I don’t know,” she admitted honestly. “I woke up this morning and I could feel my legs again. I stood up, and they supported me.” Gasps erupted around us. “A miracle…” “Did the family secretly hire someone?” I stood beside her the entire time. Yet it was as if I did not exist. Conversations flowed around me, not to me. I was present, but irrelevant. “What a shame,” someone whispered nearby. “Now that she can walk again, she is still tied to that useless man.” “She deserves better than him.” “When she was crippled, he was suitable. Now? Not anymore.” I smiled faintly to myself. When she could not walk, they pitied her and mocked her marriage. Now that she could stand again, they were already calculating her value. Sonia heard the whispers too. I saw her shoulders stiffen slightly, though she tried to maintain her composure.

“Make a wish,child,or you die!” Laquan squinted his eyes in confusion. The old man’s words and attitude clearly took him off guard. “Uh... Excuse me?” he scoffed. The old man is either a con artist or he himself is hungry and is definitely hearing things “Don't you wanna get rich son?” Quan's brows shot up at the word ‘rich’ His mind drifted to how he's been humiliated in the past and,he unconsciously fisted his fingers. “I want to be powerful.” He breathed out, one could see and hear the desperation in his eyes and voice. “It's a done deal then. I'll change your fate for you. However...”The man paused, then continue the moment he knew he's got the young lad's attention. “know that you only have twenty years to spend on Earth!” Quan’s jaw dropped. “What?! Hey! I don't wanna make a wish any–” The old man smirked. “It's too late,child. A wish cannot be reversed.”

Most people live their lives without ever knowing what lingers after death. Raito was never meant to be one of the ones who do. Three years ago, a night meant for stars and quiet laughter ended in blood. Since then, Raito has lived a half-life—haunted, isolated, and unseen by the world he no longer fully belongs to. Ghosts roam the city, born from human obsessions too strong to die, yet for reasons he cannot explain, they sense him only when he dares to acknowledge their existence. To them, he is a blind spot. To himself, he is a survivor who should have died. Beneath the surface of ordinary life, a secret war is being fought. The Ghost Hunters Organization (GHO) operates in the shadows, wielding cursed weapons born from the obsessions of fallen spirits, hunting ghosts before their grief and rage evolve into something far worse. When Raito is pulled into this hidden world, a terrifying truth begins to surface—one that ties his survival, his strange condition, and the death of his childhood friend together in ways he never imagined. Because some ghosts do not move on. Some protect. Some wait. And some… live on inside the living. As Raito is forced to confront the dead he carries, the trauma he buried, and the monsters born from human obsession, he must decide whether strength is worth the cost—when every step forward drags the weight of the dead along with him. In a world where ghosts are not born from malice but from love, regret, and obsession, the greatest horror is not what refuses to die… …but what refuses to let go.

After having a terrible accident, Clover somehow transferred to the body of a man named Aston. However, who would have thought that Aston was the husband of the woman Clover loved so much in the past. The woman who managed to make Clover devastated and regretful. Getting a second chance, should Clover play the role of Aston, or should he still be Clover? "As the richest and most famous mafia in this country, of course I will take the second option! I have high self-esteem, Damn it! Why do I have to pretend to be a stupid and weak husband like Aston?!"

In a world where the strong rule and the weak are forgotten, Mo Qian is reborn at the very bottom with nothing to his name. But he carries a secret ability no one has ever seen. When he touches a weapon he can see its soul. The battles it has fought. The warriors who wielded it. The martial arts secrets buried deep within the steel. All of it waiting to be devoured and made his own. One touch. One command. A lifetime of another warrior's experience becomes his. But knowledge without strength is worthless. And Mo Qian is still just a skinny boy at the bottom of the world with everything against him. He will rise though. One blade at a time. One soul at a time. All under heaven will kneel. I Alone Devour All Under Heaven.