MTL - Jubo - Chapter 90

Song Haotian, an old man with dementia, was deserted by his children. This kind of news was common on the Internet. However, such an insignificant event actually led to a series of events.

Song Haotian’s adopted daughter made false claims about him in order to be selected for a talent show. The netizens cyberbullied the old man in order to protect their idol. Just when the netizens thought this case would end satisfactorily with the adopted daughter winning, an unexpected scene played out.

The head of East Asian Chamber of Commerce, the elder of an ancient martial arts clan, the beautiful CEO of the world’s most powerful security company, the head of the nation-renowned Chinese Medicine Association, and many other families and factions were involved in the case due to the false claim.

Later, the netizens finally found out the true identity of Song Haotian and how powerful he was. However, it was too late now.

Liang Xiaonan was reborn. In Dakeng Village in the era when there was no food or drink, he was tricked by his sister Tuyouping and his stepmother. With his stigma, he was so hungry that he fainted. He was beaten to death by his scumbag father…

Don’t be afraid, she has Shennong space! But the things in Shennong Space are not for nothing, you have to upgrade them with laughter to open the door, Liang Xiaonan is going to change his career to be a comedian?

A joke opened up the space, the inexhaustible high-yield seeds from the gate of agriculture, the inexhaustible precious medicinal materials from the gate of medicine, and the mysterious spring of Shennong Hall, which made her stockpile with food, fish in the pond, and earn money in minutes. Be full.

Need to work tirelessly to find fault? Don’t be afraid, which one is better at abuse of scum, find Xiaoliang in Dakeng, Yuxian County!

One day, a matchmaker came to the door. Liang Xiaonan didn’t think men were lazy yet, but he jumped up and said: She is the king of hell, I would rather be single than find a partner with her.

When he saw Liang Xiaonan, the man knocked on the door of the matchmaker overnight: Hurry up and tell me the matchmaker, don’t let others take the lead!

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Beneath the vast and infinite starry skies of the universe, countless tribes engage in endless strife, and the flames of war remain unquenched.Rising from insignificance, he possessed no exceptional talents, except for the ability to draw upon the fruits of cultivation from the future.Yet, in a single night, he understood the Dao, and took a step that shattered the shackles of life.With but a thought, he grasped the universal powers, casually breaking down the barriers between spirit and reality.To him, even the most profound and enigmatic of secret tomes were as simple and dull as children's books.Still, he had to go back and fill in the gaps of his cultivation...Some appeared to be glorious, unparalleled geniuses.In reality, they practiced like mad in the shadows to repay their debts...

Each stroke of good luck is a triumph over someone else’s misfortune.Jack Grim, the son of two legendary assassins, was born and raised on nothing but coldness — and the skills to spill blood.At seventeen, Jack received his final task as an assassin apprentice under his parents.“Succeed, and you’ll run your own organization — live the life you’ve always dreamed of.”For Jack, it was everything he had ever wanted: the chance to finally become the professional assassin he was born to be.He struck his target at midnight, succeeded, and received everything his parents had promised.But in the wake of victory came a pounding headache, a relentless fever—and then… transmigration.Jack now found himself in Raiden’s body — the keeper of the Book of Ashes, the heart of the Devourer, and the very book the coward Raiden had died protecting with his life.Jack had no desire to live in another world, magic or not. He simply wanted to return to his life as an assassin.But duty had other plans. The balance of this world now rested on his ability to protect the book — and like it or not, the responsibility was his to bear.