Legend of the Great Sage - Chapter 51 - Sweeping up the Dragon’s Gate Sect

I am Supreme

Spread or announce my might in the world,

I am the Supreme

Medicinal material is poison if it cannot cure; a man who does not become a god will perish as ashes

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Heavenly order has flaws, humanly world has injustice

Cast aside romance, for evils prevail

Misery brings forth kindness, rage won’t lead to disputes

Beyond principles and rules, let me carry out the execution

Spread my might in the world, slaughter injustice of the world

Blade in hand, passion in heart;

Passing judgement for life or death, sentenced by heroes with the blade,

Staring at the world with cold eyes, I have no regrets in my life

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Yun Yang is the central figure of the Nine Supremes of Yutang, heroes of the world. When the Nine supremes were ambushed and killed at Tianxuan Cliff, Yun Yang was the only one to escape the massacre albeit with heavy internal injuries. Watch as he takes revenge for his brothers against all those involved.

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Tang was cheated by her husband who got another woman pregnant. Tricked by the mistress and mother-in-law, she had been criticized by the public and kicked out of her husband’s family. Then, there comes Su, who showed up like a saviour for her, prevented her from all the difficulties that her ex’s family made to her. He held her in his arms, haughtily said to them, ‘It will only be me that can bully my girl! Anyone who dares to bully her is opposing me!’ She was shocked. And her mother-in-law said she was a wanton woman. After that, he was always protecting her, treated her preciously. He made her realized that even the second marriage could also make her so happy!

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Kim Mu-ryeong is the youngest member of a famous exorcist family. He grew up receiving love from his entire family and was considered a genius. The kind that appears once every hundred years. “Mu-ryeong, let me make a request.” After enrolling in high school, Mu-ryeong began to do simple exorcism work. The apartment’s elevator is acting weird. Someone is having constant nightmares. Even things like getting rid of a stalker or acting as a boyfriend. It was more of a problem-solver job than exorcism, But Mu-ryeong, being someone who helped anybody, There was nothing he couldn’t accept. But even for Mu-ryeong, there was one person he avoided… “Ki Hwan-young?” Tall and handsome with a mysterious, intimidating aura, And known for being impolite and having no friends. One day, Ki Hwan-young came to see Mu-ryeong. “My shoulders feel heavy lately.”

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”