My wife who comes from a wealthy family - Chapter 164 - 165: Killing the Evil Monk

Ye Fan was transmigrated to a world where everyone was a beast tamer. As the demonic beasts rampaged around the world, humans were forced to build walls to protect themselves while the beast tamers fought the demonic beasts.

As the day of enrollment got close, Ye Fan only had a pet beast, the Cute Sparrow, with him.

“A Cute Sparrow? Don’t you have a better beast? You’re helpless.”

“That beast’s potential is just too bad. Even if it evolves into an Iron Eagle, it can only reach the Intermediate Grade 1.”

“You’re trying to get into the academy with that? Dream on!”

He was mocked and laughed at, but Ye Fan remained calm as he looked at the system’s menu.

“Hidden evolution path.”

“Divine Path: Infinite evolution potential. King Grade achievable.”

His sparrow started to evolve into a Golden Scale Eagle, then the Illusion Feather, the Nine-heaven Roc, the Flaming Phoenix, and finally, the Garuda.

“The f**k? Are you telling me that’s a Cute Sparrow?”

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.

One morning after being struck by lightning, Ye Wenxuan inexplicably gained the superpower of being able to generate electricity.

If he jammed his finger into one of the generator terminals in an electricity power plant, he could provide a year’s worth of power for 3 Tier 1 cities simultaneously, receiving the name “the mobile nuclear power plant.”

The country’s electrical company’s boss held his hand, speaking emotionally: “Comrade ah, the country’s future electrical development will all depend on you!”

Ye Wenxuan: WTF

Later, the “mobile nuclear power plant” was dispatched to be a bodyguard for a local tyrant.

Xing Yuan coldly said: “Just now did you or did you not electrocute me?”

Ye Wenxuan pointed to the heavens and swore: “I am an honorable employee, how could it be possible for me to make a move on my employer!”

Later on…

he made a move.

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Bubbles…Soft, fragile, and fleeting. They drift without purpose, bursting at the slightest touch.They aren’t weapons. They aren’t threats. Just harmless playthings, forgotten the moment they vanish.But what if bubbles weren’t so innocent?What if, in a world of Hunters—where magic shatters mountains and fists split seas—someone awakened a Skill based entirely on bubbles?A joke. A death sentence.Goblins would laugh.The weak would pity him. The strong wouldn’t even bother to look twice.But powers can hide secrets. And some truths are buried in plain sight.When a nameless F-Rank awakens the “Bubble Skill,” no one expects him to survive.Let alone rise.However, the indomitable spirit of River Faelan refused to die.Step by step, he climbed to the top—shattering every limit placed on a “mere” Bubble Mage.He proved them all wrong.And he’ll do it again,Even if it means starting from the very bottom… for one more time.