Deities Are All Just My Food - Chapter 222 - 120: Bloody Fighting Dogs, Death Reduction_3

Loose cultivator Shi Lang gradually found himself in the realm of invincibility. However, when he finally tried to ascend to the higher realm, the spirit of the world was nearly exhausted.

So, between his ascension to a new world or the well-being of his home, he chose the latter and sacrificed his life to save the world.

Nobody knew what he gave up for the world, and he told no one.

Although his sacrifice had gone unsung, there was still someone who witnessed everything. A treasured artifact he carried on his body preserved his soul and let it escape a tragic end.

Eons passed.

The human race stepped out from the age of cultivation into an age of stellar conquest.

The spirit energy in the world was now scarce, but humans found other means to excel.

In this highly-advanced time, Shi Lang's soul has found a chance to be reborn.

What happens when an ancient cultivator that neared the level of a deity before his first death gets a second chance at life in the space age?

Edith accidentally spends the night with her VIP client, Callum. The next day, she finds her fiancé, whom she's due to marry a week later, kissing a strange woman in a hotel room. Having been constantly manipulated by everyone, she feels devastated. She calls off the engagement after discovering the affair. Only Callum cares about her, even though they've only known each other for a week. Callum admits he suddenly wants to get close to Edith because he doesn't want her to marry the jerk, who is his half-brother. Knowing Callum's true intentions, Edith decides to start a relationship with him. But will their relationship continue to run smoothly?While Edith is traveling with her little family, she suddenly experiences a mysterious accident. She loses her son in the accident and suffers from amnesia. Five years have passed, and she still doesn't know who her daughter's father is. She only knows Cliff (her ex-fiancé from five years ago), who has been a constant source of support. Is Cliff her daughter's father?Whether it's a coincidence or not, when her daughter changes schools, she meets a boy who looks exactly like her. The boy was suspected of being her son who died five years ago. Furthermore, she was suddenly invited to meet with a man named Callum and asked to become his son's secret nanny and VIP designer. Callum deliberately pretended to think of Edith as a stranger to facilitate his plan. To this day, she still wonders who the killer who tried to kill them five years ago was.Ultimately, Edith accepted Callum's offer because she was also curious about Callum's true identity. Was Callum her daughter's father? And, will she fall in love with the CEO who is very possessive of her as time goes by? Or will she marry Cliff, who has helped her for five years?

【Explosive Fantasy, Exhilarating Fiction】He had been beaten by his father into a cripple and kicked out of his home, yet he was the most badass genius in history. The Empress of the Divine World? She’s my woman! The Great Lord of the Demon World? He’s my disciple! The Dragon God of the Demon Realm? He’s my mount! Those who mess with Xu Nian will die! Those who touch Xu Nian’s Forbidden Lamella will wish they were dead!

Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed.Serena.Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life.For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly.“You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.”Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath.He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.”Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. “Then lose yourself my king,” she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. “loseyourself.... In me.”Alexander didn't hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hands cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lips. Their eyes met one more- predator and , darkness and light before he closed the distance between them.His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered, Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.