MTL - Heroic Wife Reborn - Chapter 872 is the hesitation of the five emperors

Bird and Magic represent an era when professional basketball became popular in the country of basketball, they made basketball so beautiful for the Flying Man, OK Dominance, James, Durant, Curry and more Foundation. Let all of them become billionaires with their own business empires and high social status. But if you go back 40 years, this is simply unimaginable.

The league is not popular, and the first man today is a crazy racist;

Bob Cousy’s perfect heir suffers from teammates’ jealousy and alcohol;

Has the most elegant pick basket in history, but also has the most incomprehensible personality in history;

There is a chance to be Michael Jordan, but his chaotic private life keeps him out of all possibilities;

The great white hope fell after the knee exploded;

Hongdo and Dr.J are unique idols, but one of them won too much and talked too little, and the other won too little and talked too much.

The slump of the 1970s continued. Violent conflicts, drug abuse, too many black people, excessive player salaries, and countless problems pushed this future worth tens of billions of dollars into a precarious situation.

Crisis is like a synonym for opportunity. The more sinister the situation, the more outstanding people will rise.

Let’s see how that guy from the future becomes the most special member in this era of shining stars.

He knew very well that when he won everything, everything was over.

The rest, only noise.

PS: If you are a fan of opening your mouth to save the NBA, this book may surprise you

- Description from novelbuddy

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there.Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream.“Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!”“Like a game?”“Uh . . . sure.”“Great, I’m in!”And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System.Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style.**[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads.The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience.|| Excerpt ||[WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!]“Then serve me . . . properly.”The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars.“Y-yes your majesty.”Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders.The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest.She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing.The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine.Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip.Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked.She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened.When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled.Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place.As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there.“You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch.“I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse.Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?”Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on.“Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?”

Before his death, he was the only sword cultivator in the whole world, who dedicated his entire life to the path of sword immortality.

When he opened his eyes again, the world had completely changed. He began to cultivate the path of sword immortality again, slaying the heavenly way, shattering the universe with his will, and achieving the realm of sword immortality!

- Description from Novelupdates

Jiang Feng considered himself just an ordinary delivery guy.Until one day, a young man suddenly appeared, carefully grabbing his hand and saying, “Judge, Judge, I am the King of Hell.”“…” Jiang Feng replied, “King of Hell, King of Hell, I am also the King of Hell.”The King of Hell turned around, tearfully addressing the Black and White Impermanence, “I knew it, he’s been wanting to usurp my position for a long time!”—-“Those people all say that Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and tell me not to dwell on it anymore. Is it true that after people die, they don’t even have the right to appeal for justice?”“They look at life and death, I only judge right and wrong.”“Who are you?”—”The Judge.”