MTL - Virtue is Abundant - Chapter 51 This time is different!

Shu Yu has passed through the book, and has become a poor cannon fodder who was implicated by the dead female supporting role and only appeared twice and was finally exiled for thousands of miles.

After finding that he could not change the result, Shu Yu decided to eat, drink, lie down and wait.

Who knew that the exile had not yet come, but she was suddenly told that she was not the daughter of the Shu family.

Her biological parents were peasant households who lived so hard to make ends meet that their house was leaking.

And the Shu family decided to obliterate her in order to hide her blemish.

Shu Yu: Come on, I can’t kill you.

Returning to his biological parents, Shu Yu finally sighed as he looked at the plate of pickles and a bowl of porridge on the table and placed in front of him, as well as his parents’ nervous and bewildered expressions.

You can’t lie flat, or you’ll starve to death.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.]Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was “Ninth Master”.It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place.Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies.In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look.And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed.**Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, “How many little brothers are there?”Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, “Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?”“So what if I am?” Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, “Feeling pity?”Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, “The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?”[In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.]Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, “I cannot.”Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.

Laws govern existence. Arcons enforce those Laws. Across the countless worlds, civilizations live and die beneath their silent authority.And within such worlds Mana Regains supreme.But, Kairos was born with none.A manaless orphan with nothing to his name, he carved his way to the top through Aura alone, becoming the strongest user in recorded history.For generations, the people lived beneath the dome they believed was their prison, a cage holding them back from the world beyond. They tore it down.They celebrated. But when the dust settled, they realized how wrong they were.Without it, the continent's pillars crumbled, and Kairos fell with them..Fate, however, doesn't deal in injustice. It sent him back rewinding time to where it all began, granting him a second chance no one was meant to have.But the world he returns to isn't the one he remembers. A kingdom that never existed now stands. The worlds themselves hide secrets no commoner was ever meant to see. Strange phenomena ripple across the land with no explanation.Armed with the knowledge of a future already lived, Kairos sets out to reshape the very laws that govern magic, unaware that the entire history of the world has always been bound to his fate.-----“Ah one fire ball not enough, It's alright I will make em ten!”“I see, One enchantment isn't enough, how about ten of them?”“One arrow isn't enough how about one hundred of them”Tags#OVER POWERED FROM THE START#WEAKLING#HAREM? NOT SURE#ROMANCE#ACADEMY#MAGIC#Myrad Races#TIMELINES