MTL - Reincarnation For All: One-click Tracking, One-click Full Level - Chapter 428

Celestial Martial Continent, where powerful individuals gather like clouds, and sects are found everywhere.The anger of a strong individual can burn the heavens and boil the seas, overturn the skies with a wave of their hand, and change the sun and moon with a flick of their finger.Huaxia Martial Arts Grandmaster Chu Ming, equipped with the Sword God System, unexpectedly arrives in this world. He becomes an outer disciple of the Cyan Yang Sect, possessing extraordinary comprehension, photographic memory, and the ability to traverse the Violet Micro universe, dominate starry rivers, and conquer the myriad realms across heavens.

Gripes have their origins and debts have their creditors. We haven’t crossed each other in days past or present, nor formed any grudges. I am but duty-bound to carry this out, so apologies in advance!

In his past life, Yang Chen was a gentle person who was oppressed for his whole life.

Now that he’s reborn, he chose to become an executioner and severs ties and grudges with his executioner’s blade, killing all that climb onto the Immortal Executioner’s Platform!

Heads will roll! Humans’ in the human realm, demons’ in the demon realm, devils’ in the devil realm and immortals’ in the immortal realm!

[“Blood Transformation Scripture” awakens low-level spiritual wisdom. 】

[“Blood Transformation Scripture” unlocks personality: Will drink. 】

[“Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra” and “Karma Transformation Art” share the same interests, unlocking the fetters: purification. 】

[“Hundred Eight Troubles Worship” unlocks personality: seek defeat. 】

[“Infinite Sealing Method” unlocks the advanced form: Little Black House. 】

[“Linglong Mind Scheming” was imprisoned in a small black room, and reflected on his personality: Yidao. 】

I have a mirror.

Zuo Shu’s ‘psychic’.

Right book ‘Jieyu’.

In the middle it says Tongtian Dao!

The QQ group of this book: 530113513, welcome everyone to join.

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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?”