Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse - Chapter 249 July 21st, 2032 | Pain Ball

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked.Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself.My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract.A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white.Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon.There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra.Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling.Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.

Help! The Frosty Noble’s Son Is in Love With Me![1v1 • Double Virgins]Qu Fulan transmigrates into a historical novel, “The Noble Daughter Falls from Grace,” as the once-rich heroine now a servant in the Dingbei Marquis’s mansion. Armed with the plot and a secret space, she sets three goals:1. Rise from lowly maid to the master’s right-hand in two months.2. Retrieve her indenture contract.3. Earn enough to fill her space!Mission complete, she grabs her contract and leaves. But the guards stop her: “You can’t leave, madam.” Qu Fulan’s baffled: “What did you call me?” “Madam,” they say. “You’ve accepted the marriage contract.” Qu Fulan pulls out the contract, nearly blinded by the words: Marriage Contract!Prince Pei, who’s never lost, falls for her and keeps hitting walls. Wall one: He gifts her white peonies; she loves snow-walking plum blossoms. Wall two: He plays hard-to-get; she stays cool, he caves first. Wall three: He finally wins her heart—she loves money more![TL;DR: She climbs the career ladder, finds love, and lands a marriage.]

Chen Jiuge is a transmigrator in a world of cultivation, who, with the help of an ability to extract bloodlines from different species, continuously creates mythical beasts.“Wow, this chicken actually has a trace of dragon bloodline, great, first buy a hundred thousand to craft a dragon for fun.”“Wow, this rabbit actually has the bloodline of the moon rabbit, buy a hundred thousand to craft a moon rabbit.”

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!

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