Extracting Billions Of Toxins And Tempering An Unsullied Body - Chapter 432 - Hair’s Breadth

She insulted the devil. He decided to own her.Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’.He grants favours but gets your soul in return.When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh.Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession.He burns his empire to the ground to keep her.Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.From the author that brought you:1. Defying The Rogue Alpha2. The Vampire's Luna3. Undressed By His Arrogance

A crumbling empire, a turbulent government, widespread chaos, and an international arena filled with covetous foreign powers—this was Spain in the latter half of the 19th century. Reborn as Carlo, the first Spanish King of the House of Savoy, his absolute priority right now is figuring out how to secure his throne.

Chu Feng crossed the Jiuzhou Continent and inherited the Ancestor God Blood Pearl, cultivating until he became a Peak Martial Emperor. By chance, he saved an exquisitely beautiful woman with whom he fell in love and married. Unexpectedly, the woman turned out to be the Empress of the Jiuzhou Empire, and after giving birth to twins, a dragon and phoenix, she left without saying goodbye. Through numerous rigorous cleansing and marrow-washing sessions conducted by Chu Feng, these young children astonishingly developed supreme Divine Runes within them, capable of suppressing all forms of energy across Jiuzhou. Three years later, while dull and adorable, the invincible but unaware siblings, took advantage of Chu Feng’s secluded meditation during Crossing the Divine Tribulation, sneakily slipped out of the village, and embarked on a journey to find their mother.

My whole life, all I wanted was power.

I churned the world into rivers of blood and eventually gained the title, “Demon Lord of Strength”. However, all this became useless when I lost to a party of heroes.

But what can a loser say? As I laid dying, I was forced to listen to the hero’s gibberish:

“If you are born again, I hope that you will live a kind life!”

But huh? When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past.

“What do I have to do to live a kind life?”

This is the beginning of an ex-Demon Lord’s journey to live a kind