Celestial Refining Divine Scripture - Chapter 11: Pawn, Appreciation

In the depths of the underground world lived the descendants who were born and raised by feeding on the teats of beasts.

These individuals with special abilities and enhanced physical abilities were known as dungeon babies.

Amongst them, Kim Jin-Woo was born in the labyrinth on the lowest floor.

“I’ve never tried to become strong. I just wanted to survive.”

This is a story of a lowly tunnel digger who ascends the throne to become the king of a labyrinth.

Blurp:

What kind of husband punishes his wife by spanking her ass? An insane and sadistic husband!

“How long are you going to punish me?!”

“I’m done with your punishment a while ago.”

Qiao Anxia jerked in a fury and immediately rose to her feet while tidying up her one-piece dress.

Her hands touched her buttocks without realizing it, feeling the heat from the man’s punishment. She didn’t know if this burning feeling was from Richard’s unpainful spanking or for another reason...

How she wished she could kill this man!

The alien DNA is the best thing that has ever happened to Ye Shuang because the genetic optimization it offers has made her more beautiful, more formidable, and more brilliant.

But… why doesn’t this unknown alien species have a fixed s*x before adulthood‽ Alternating between both sexes every few days, why‽ For gender equality‽ Thankfully, she still has a chance to save herself. As long as she can settle down with a partner before full genetic assimilation, she’ll be able to carry on with her life as just one specific sex. For the sake of the perfect female body, all the men out there, beware!

But wait, what are all these women up to? Why are you all looking at me like a piece of meat‽ Halt, stop, don’t come any closer… What the hell‽

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As a transmigrator, Zhang Deming discovered that his “golden finger” cheat had absolutely no functions whatsoever!It wasn’t until he saw that familiar line of if-else code that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.As a senior programmer who had literally dropped dead at his desk due to overtime work, Zhang Deming declared: Give me an editing tool, and I can code an entire world—Can’t cast spells? No problem. Keyboards, come to me!The system has no features? No problem. I’ll program them myself!Even in a cultivation world, a programmer can carve out a universe of their own!