Evil Emperor's Wild Consort - Chapter 1683: Three Years 13

The antique market that is filled with treasures and trash.

One day, Chi Wuyao found herself waking up in the body of a beautiful woman in the world of cultivation.Thankfully, just then, a prompt appeared in front of her eyes.[Seven Deadly Sins System has been bound.][Act according to your desires and gain Sin Points!][You had an “in-depth communication” with Su Qianyi. Sin Points +10][You took revenge against Li Ruoshi and made her fall in love with you. Sin Points +50000][You betrayed your master and took over the Original Desire Sect, becoming the new Sect Leader. Sin Points +10000000]Years later, when she sat on the top of a majestic throne surrounded by countless beauties, Chi Wuyao couldn't help but recall the day she first came into this world.“Hey, everything I have today is the result of my own hard work.”, she sighed in emotion.System:...Tags: Harem, Yuri, Genderbender, R-18, Romance, System, Anti-hero, Overpowered Protagonist, Dual Cultivation, Smut, Villain Protagonist, ONLY Consensual Intercourse

BL manhua artist, Ti Xiao, has been single for many years. As such, he is under constant pressure to find a partner and get married. His family’s little niece shipped him together with her school’s English teacher to form a CP. The editor at work also want to introduce their friend to him. One day, a new neighbour moved in next door. He couldn’t help but notice that he seemed kind of reserved and cold. After getting a glimpse of him, he was ready to make trouble. He used his numerous ninja skills to discover his new neighbour’s identity. It turned out he was the English teacher at his niece’s school! Not only did he like his work and was his fan, but he was also his editor’s friend!

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I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.