Peerless God of Cultivation - Chapter 83

In a hilarious and sweet xianxia romance set in Ancient China, Lu Zhao Yao went through life living ostentatiously in every way possible. She lived her entire demon life in a loud and brazen manner, reigning over legions of demons, and yet——just before she was about to retrieve the sword of the ancient demon king and rightfully claim her spot on the throne——she died.

In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.

Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.

Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.

Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.

One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.

Thus began her journey to avenge her very own death by destroying Mo Qing——and, in the process, resume her rightful place as the King over all demon sects!

- Description from Novelupdates

After being hit by thunder while sleeping with his phone, Frank awakened to his Ability, being revealed to a new world of wonders and dangers and countless other Worlds filled with Chaos through his World Traveling System!

He discovered that Earth wasn't as he had thought it to be.

What he always believed to be fiction was real.

People with Abilities existed everywhere.

Powerful entities controlled the entire world behind the scenes.

Dungeons covered the world and Monsters roamed freely, bringing chaos behind the facade of a peaceful society.

However, Frank will not only have to face the dangers of his homeworld, but the unpredictable ones of countless others...

He has no choice, as he has been bestowed the Title of World Traveler!

Accompany Frank on his journey to grow as a person, to save his homeworld, and to conquer the multiverse!

This is a novel with a main character with emotions that develops more as the story advances, it is not about a lifeless drone that mindlessly kill things without any actual plot nor character progression!

In this novel Frank slowly changes, from a World Traveler to a World Conqueror! From a common man to someone who carves his way through challenges or enemies!

[Deputy CP Fanwai’s column “Sisters of the Duan Family”, please collect it! 】
On the first day that woman joined the family behind her ex-husband, she blocked Huo Junxian in the stairwell and whispered in her ear, “Am I much better than him?”
When her pet died, he sincerely comforted her, “Don’t be sad, I can accompany you for a lifetime.”
Huo Junxian knew that she was lying and that she was a scumbag, but she was still fascinated by her sweet words.
But what the woman didn’t know was.
She shouldn’t provoke Huo Junxian, a lunatic, let alone love her forever…
In the years to come, I can’t run away, and I can’t escape…

ps:
1: Double madness, two people with character flaws!
2: The heroine will leave the first chapter! Scumbag!
3: Female 1 Female 2 has no close relationship with the scumbag ≈≈

[Thanks to Mrs. Bishui for helping to draw the picture, it’s super nice! 】

Content tags: strong urban love encounter slap in the face

Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Siyu Huo Junxian ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…