I Have A Disciple Simulator - Chapter 1197 - 725: Slaying the Traitor! (4K)_2

After an accidental electric shock, Jackson traversed into a parallel world filled with supreme beings—beings whose might and strength could hold the skies on their shoulder.

At first, Jackson preconceived the idea that he’d only traversed on the other side of the world, the United States, until that is various peculiarities popped up.

While watching the news channel, Jackson wondered whose the big green guy jumping up and down the buildings of New York without care.

Who is that bodybuilder statue donned in a red-blue uniform standing tall and proud in the Memorial Hall?

And who is that man flying the skies with a big hammer calling himself a God?

Jackson wondered if he should advise his parents to move away from New York.

But after a moment of thought, Jackson pulled out his mobile phone and dialed a number. “Mr. Stark, for the safety of mankind, I think it’s necessary to discuss the developments of technology and advanced armors with you.”

This is the story of a young man living in the world of Marvel who only wished to live a quiet and stable life but as fate would have it, fate had other plans for him.

This is the right version of the story on my account the other one had some problems on webnovel.A story about traveling through a system! Incest, multiple blood relatives, harem, pony cart, and light training. The protagonist's soul traveled through time and space to a newborn baby, and he was sent to Xia City when he was just born. At first, he didn't know that he was Liu Ruyan's son! The most important thing is that he was bound to a very bad system called the money exchange system, so after he could speak, he showed a melancholy temperament! Others thought he was sad about something, but every time someone asked him, he shook his head lightly and said no! But only he knew the pain in his heart! He guarded a system, but the system asked for money. It gave money for intelligence, but I still gave money for strength! Unfortunately, Liu Xuan, who was thrown into the welfare home, lacked money! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hungry every day and bullied. Until Liu Ruyan came and handed over a 10 billion black card, the world finally changed. The beautiful mother's soft breasts that made people linger, and the long black legs that were longer than his life, yes, that housekeeper, the loose maid clothes, weren't they just waiting for him to fuck them? At this moment, Liu Xuan, who had been single from the previous life to this life, immediately notified the dog system after receiving the black card handed over by the beautiful mother, and directly blessed his bird gun that was growing well into a thick cannon...

This is a story about a young man who sought to fight against his destiny. With the help from billions of Dragon Energies trapped on the Rising Dragon Pillar in his body, he emerged from the dark and quenched himself with the blood of ancient dragons. He fought the heaven with the Buddhist Art for the people he loved and built the Eternity Kingdom with his own hands. This is a story about the rise of the Martial Emperor who will rule both earth and heaven.

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It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?