Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith - Chapter 319 Palm Of The Dragon

Ling Yi, the young master of the Ling family, lost his sight after a car accident. Ling Yi’s father brought his illegitimate son into the house. Ling Yi was sent to province A for recuperation and became the laughing stock of every family.
Half a year later, Ling Yi came back, but his eyes were not healed.
However, those who laughed at him couldn’t laugh, because no matter where Ling Yi went, there was a tall and fierce bodyguard around him, and those who laughed at Ling Yi for being blind would be caught by this fierce and cold bodyguard who was 1.92 meters tall. throw out.
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At the banquet, Ling Yi’s hair was stunned as he watched the bodyguard kick Ling Yi’s illegitimate brother to the wall, “Ling Yi, where did you hire such a fierce bodyguard?”
Ling Yi was stunned for a moment: “He is not my bodyguard.”
Fa Xiao: “?”
Ling Yi is very serious: “This is my husband, who got the certificate half a year ago. He hasn’t found a job yet, so he’s taking care of me by my side for the time being.”
Faxiao: “You actually like a man of unknown origin who doesn’t have a job? Your dad will break your leg if he finds out.”
Ling Yi’s father appeared angrily. After a while, he grabbed Ling Yi’s younger brother who was still vomiting blood and apologized: “President Feng, please hold your hand high.”
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Faxiao felt that the man looked familiar, so he took a photo and searched on his mobile phone, then turned to Ling Yi: “Ling Yi, your husband who didn’t find a job seems to be a big man worth hundreds of billions.”
The gentle cat is a prosperous beauty and is attacked by a fierce and cold wife boss
Content tags: Soft love, marriage, sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonists: Ling Yi, Feng Chu ┃ Supporting roles: Pre-received “Can you get closer?” ┃ Others:

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[Warning: Mature Content 18+, Harem, No NTR!]He was only ten years old when his world turned to ash. Hidden behind a door, shivering with helplessness and fear, the boy peered through the keyhole and watched his parents die. He never knew who killed them. He never even saw the faces of those who took everything from him.The terror was too much for a ten-year old boy. His mind shattered, erasing that night from his memory. And then everything was blank, darkness in front of his eyes as he lost consciousness.When his eyes opened again, a man stood before him, a stranger with a gentle smile and eyes filled with something strange… pity? Or something else?“What happened here boy?”“Happened where?”“You don’t remember, do you?”“Remember what…? Where is father? My Mother?”“I guess this is for the best.”“Good boy. Your father was my dearest friend… and now, you are my responsibility. From now on, you will be my son.”“You have no one left, boy… but I can make sure no one ever takes anything from you again.” The man said gently.And then that man forged him into something inhuman. A weapon honed to perfection, a shadow lurking in the underworld. The mere whisper of his name - Draugr, A ghost that never truly dies, sent grown men into cold sweats, their legs trembling beneath them.The boy soon outgrew his master and carved his own legend in blood. But all this while he never stopped searching—for the ones who killed his parents, for the truth, for revenge.And finally, after fifteen years of silence, he was close. The last clue he needed was just within his grasp.It was so close, yet just an inch out of his grasp. He was ambushed, a trap he never saw coming.Wounded, bleeding out, fighting for his life against an army of men and women eyeing to claim his life, he should have died. But fate had something else stored for him.Barely holding onto life, he stumbled into a girl—fragile-looking, yet completely unafraid of the monster before her. She didn’t run. She didn’t scream. Instead, she smiled.She saved him. Took him to a hospital. And as he lay unconscious, she made her plans.But when he woke up… He had lost everything, He remembered nothing.Not just the truth of his parents' murder. Not just the years of searching. Not just the enemies and allies he'd made along the way. Not even his own name.Twenty-five years of his life—wiped clean.Now, in a world that fears his very name, with ghosts of a past he can no longer remember hunting him in the shadows—he must decide: Is he still the Draugr they all fear? Or is he just a man searching for the pieces of himself?And who is the girl who stole his fate and bound it to hers?

This year, Ji Jingqiu is 16 years old.To survive, he envisions the Fire House Buddha Prison, plants a bodhi treasure tree, and embarks on the path of martial arts.Many years later,A brilliant light arises, illuminating endless darkness.A towering ancient tree, with emerald green leaves and a canopy like a pavilion, rises with glass-like clarity into the sky, supporting a divine realm of pure land, spanning countless ages, illuminating the three realms and ten directions.On this day,All martial artists under heaven look up to it, like mayflies seeing the blue sky.......“Within there is a bodhi tree, which I planted when I set foot in martial arts, and now it has grown to provide a canopy.”“I see everything in the world, and nothing is like me.”“That year, I scoured history books, this history without era, I looked horizontally and vertically, and saw those characters – ‘The world’s storms come from us.’”...— Excerpt from the autobiography of Ji Jingqiu, the proud sun of the martial arts world of today.

She is the underworld Ghost Doctor’s only disciple, who accidentally transmigrated into the body of the main wife’s daughter in the general’s mansion. She used to be a punching bag.Now, she stepped on her dregs of an older sister, put her father’s concubine in her place, and teaches any objectionable aristocratic ladies a lesson.

Her days are rather free and unfettered. But when did that cold as ice prince from the rumors, sporting a deadpan face all day long, fix his gaze on her?
He unexpectedly fawned and pandered to her like a devoted dog?

“Go away, you rotten man! Careful or I’ll needle you like a pin cushion!”

“Wife, why are you so fierce? As a husband, I’m so scared”
….the man is all smiles as he approached, his eyes gleaming with a cunning light.

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