A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality - Chapter 2342: Eight Buddha Devouring Ghosts

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Shocking big news: Gu Qingning, the good-for-nothing daughter of the Gu family, is no longer dumb, and her IQ is on the line.

Hearing that Gu Qingning got perfect marks in the grade-jump exam, everyone sneered, “It must be cheating.”

Sister Ning was not angry, and rejected the olive branches offered by other top universities, and took the recommendation of University A to sit firmly on the throne of the god of learning.

Hearing that Gu Qingning wanted to build power, everyone laughed again, “Waste wood can build power, and men can have children.”

Sister Ning didn’t get annoyed, she started her career silently, made a fortune silently, and abused scum while wearing a vest.

Hearing that Gu Qingning is in a relationship, everyone laughed again, “What kind of blind man would fall in love with her devil.”

On the same day, the most mysterious prince in the Beijing circle posted an official announcement on Weibo.

——Mrs. Fu, what do you want to eat tonight? @Gu Qingning

The whole city boiled, and it turned out that they were the ones who were blind.

From then on, Master Fu and Sister Ning joined forces and never looked back on the road of slaughtering dogs.

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“Master, madam beat up the heir of the Rawls family.”

Fu Juncheng, “Send a few more people to help beat her up, don’t tire her out.”

“Master, madam is robbing us for business again.”

Fu Juncheng, “Who asked you to rob her, and send her the plan.”

“Master, your mother said that Madam seems to be pregnant.”

“boom–”

There was a sound of slamming the door, and the tall and straight figure of the man had long since disappeared.

She leaned down to look inside the well and sighed. Tucking back her hair behind her ear as the evening wind blew.

“I told you not to be a curious cat,“ she scolded looking at the well to receive a small “meow“ from it. Her cat had stepped on the edge of the well no matter how many times she placed it back on the ground and as expected it fell inside it,

“You know what I“m goin...

In the northern part of the world, a long-standing battle between various races and the demon race has finally reached its end. The Demon Lord, a figure with black hair, red eyes, rules from her obsidian palace, having repeatedly defeated the Goddess, the strongest being in the world. However, she refrains from killing her, knowing she will only be reborn to lead another attack.As the goddess kneels before her, badly injured and helpless, the sounds of explosions echo outside, signaling the imminent victory of the alliance. Despite her immense power, the demon lord acknowledges the demon's overall weakness compared to humans and the Alliance. The development of fighting energy and mana has allowed ordinary humans to fight demons, leading to the demon army's defeat.Aware of the Alliance's intent to enslave the abyssal demon, the Demon Lord decides to cast a forbidden spell that will cost her life. As the Alliance forces storm the palace, they hesitate upon sensing the spell's energy. The Demon Lord vows to resist and be reborn to save her people.Meanwhile, the goddess reflects on the demon lord's past treatment of her and acknowledges her respect and dedication to her people. As the demon lord prepares to cast the spell, the goddess asks if she can abandon her plan and live freely. However, demon lords are duty-bound to restore the demon race's glory and protect her people.Understanding the demon lord's resolve, the goddess readies her sword, intending to clash with the demo lord's forbidden spell. The resulting explosion creates a mushroom cloud, marking the end of the conflict and the start of a new era. The Demon Lord and the Goddess become historical figures, their stories occasionally told.