MTL - All-American Collection - Chapter 1368

(Rebirth + Business warfare + Pampering spouse + Dog food)Investing today? I've got more important things to handle.Financial crisis? Not my problem; anyhow, I won't be losing money.Huh? This stone of yours is pretty nice, wait for a call at home!Xiao Ming closed the door, turned around, and took out a fist-sized diamond: “Honey, let's grind this into a ball for the kids to play with!”

I have calculated for people before I was born, and I have all five yin, and I am born with fierce ghosts. A knowledgeable gentleman said that I will not live to be seven years old. After death, I will cultivate blood-clothed little ghosts to harm people.

In order to save me, my grandmother married me a child-in-law, so that I had an Ann birthday, although I later discovered that the daughter-in-law and sister-in-law are not human…

I have been lingering and panting since I was a child, and I have been accustomed to accepting it, but my grandmother was killed.

For this reason, regardless of karma, I inherited my grandmother’s job of raising ghosts and vowed to send everyone who killed her to hell.

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They say in life if you are not at the top of the food chain, it's only a matter of time before it becomes your turn to be prey.They say only the strong can survive in the Murim, I and my little sister after getting transmigrated survived painfully, fighting and fighting, climbing our way to the top, protecting her every step of the way.We finally found ourselves at the top of the food chain, at the top of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.But life just had to be so cruel, a plot out of jealousy got I and my sister killed, I watched her die in my arms and I could do nothing but just painfully watch.But maybe life wasn't as cruel, it at least gave me a chance to exact revenge.I was reborn into the Unorthodox faction.This chance shall not pass me by.Anyone or anything that stands in my way...I shall burn...I shall massacre...I shall Destroy...

Do not underestimate the act of tilling the soil. The practice of farming holds the power to command the clouds and dictate the rainfall with a mere flick of the wrist. Similarly, never undervalue the humble farmer, who might draw the gaze of stunning women, and vie for the affections of fluttering butterflies.A stunning journalist makes for a worthy companion, and even an aloof, imperious law enforcement officer could be brought to plead for mercy. A tutor? Allow me to provide additional instruction! I may appear as a regular individual, but through a stroke of fortune, I have embarked on a captivating journey, dancing amidst the wind and the clouds!