My Enchanting System - Chapter 125

He used to think Death was the end.He was wrong.Death was but another beginning, a new adventure.Reborn into this strange and familiar world, he should have been dead, his soul fading into nothingness, but he found himself in a completely new existence. Now, as a Primordial instead of a human, he must find his place in this wondrous world.

Susu, a hard-working woman, accidentally finds herself in a novel set in the 1980s, stepping into the shoes of an unlikeable female lead who was resented by everyone in the family compound for causing endless trouble. She became Su Er Ya, the demon sister who threatens her husband to divorce if he dares to adopt the orphan of a comrade-in-arms. With such an unfavorable start, watch how she turns the tide. From selling braised goods to opening a restaurant, her career thrives, and in turn she becomes beloved and known for her magnanimous personality. Lu Xiaoting, a stern public security officer, realizes that the once lazy and gluttonous woman who took advantage of others has changed.Lu Xiaoting, embracing his wife: “Wife, don't be mad, I was wrong!”Susu, looking at the man with broad shoulders and a commanding presence reminiscent of a modern-day celebrity, smiles sweetly. She triumphs by mastering the culinary arts.Witnessing the transformation, their son Xiaoyu leads the three little 'turnip heads', Su's adorable children, who pout and complain about their father taking their mother away yet again.Whining, “Hate it, Daddy took Mommy away again!”“Ugh, Daddy really...!”“Big brother, we want Mommy.”The young boy comforts the three younger siblings gently: “Be good, Dad and Mom will be back soon.”

I just want to be different, no one can guess what I want to do, the more mysterious the more powerful.

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[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.