Modern Cultivation : The Strongest Couple Bonded by Vampire System - Chapter 230: Frozen Tree

Transmigrated into the book as a cannon fodder female supporting role, the ex-wife of the male lead who hasn't divorced yet. Gu Fuqiao just wants to say no!

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for.EXTRACT: “Kiss me baby?” she said in her best babydoll voice.He didn’t have to be asked twice. Niko pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling.Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin.“Ooaah,” he moaned. He fell sideways off her, clutching his balls.She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past.“Thanks for saving me baby,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away. “Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.”Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard.Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire.Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to?#enemiestolovers #sexywarrior #r18 #smut #post-apocalypse #war #action #fastpaced #scifi #betrayal #revenge #beast taming #battleofthesexes

In his first life, losing the one he loved the most, he fell into depression as grief overshadowed his life until death knocked on his door. 

He thought that he would finally be free from the nightmare but his life was far from over. 

He was reborn again. 

In the second life, he was reborn as the youngest prince of the strongest empire and was born with a silver spoon. 

He was married to five Beautiful goddesses. 

His first wife was The Empress of the neighbouring kingdom. 

His second wife was the Saintess of the Church.

His third wife was the daughter of the wealthiest merchant group.

His fourth wife is the Goddess of War on the battlefield.

His fifth wife was an assassin known as the Shadow queen who had been raised as his caretaker.


But who he was, he was just an imbecile, an idiot, a disgusting fat pig who was ostracised by society and spat upon.

 Unable to tolerate him, The Emperor cut him off from his family tree and stripped his title of Prince and banished him to a small vassal state for the rest of his life.

The Vassal state which was in shatter and had been usurped by the noble and was on verge of destruction.

But that was until one day lightning struck him and pulled by the mysterious strings of fate, his soul ended up in The Sanctum of Goddess.

And from there, his myth begins.........

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Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.