Release That Witch - Chapter 147: Missionary Mission

“Do You Believe In Magic?”Cha Jin-sung, a nineteen-year-old web novelist, is stuck in a rut after his popular story, Tales of Heroes and Demons, is abruptly cancelled. Battling with his failures, he receives a cryptic message from an unknown reader, offering him the chance to complete his unfinished story. But in a surreal twist, his response to the email leads him to an extraordinary situation—transmigration into the very world of his novel.In Meltonia, a fantastical world filled with mana and strange powers, Jin-sung now inhabits the body of a seemingly insignificant character, Kaiser Vanguard, who was written into the story out of pity.Jin-sung, now Kaiser Vanguard, uncovers a chilling realization: he must survive the events he wrote into his novel. With his soul merged with Kaiser Vanguard’s, Jin-sung must navigate the hostile landscape of Meltonia, where the stakes of his story have become all too real.As he struggles to survive and understand his transmigration, Jin-sung's main goal becomes clear: to finish the story he once cared for so deeply, now that it’s no longer just fiction—it's his reality. However, whether he'll be able to navigate the dangers of the world he created and reach a satisfying conclusion remains uncertain.This new journey will test his wit, survival instincts, and desire to complete the tale he left behind, all while facing the possibility of an ending far darker than anything he ever intended.

I arrived in a world of swords and magic, only to find out my unique job is “Penny Candy Store Owner”?!

Well, that’s fine by me. I hate fighting anyway……

Supporting rookie adventurers with snacks that have mysterious powers, and maybe even winning the heart of a yandere witch along the way, let’s do our best!

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When Chen Ren transmigrated as a trouble-making young master in a world of cultivation overrun by sects, beasts and clans full of murderous people, he wanted nothing to do with it. He simply wanted to make money. After all, even in a world of magical murderhobos, money reigned supreme.Ignoring the numerous martial daos, he chose the dao of money which lets him reach higher cultivation realms, the better his businesses do. Using his brains and earthly knowledge, he build businesses and acquire resources to reach immortality. But before that, he had to deal with a mountain of debt, the cultivators who wanted to kill him and deciding on his first business idea.***What to expect -1. Lots of businesses and mc getting rich. 2. A highly competent main character. 3. An interesting Cultivation journey. 4. Mysteries. 5. Face slapping.6. Sect building.7. Cats.8. Average 3k words chaptersWhat not to expect -1. Harem 2. Not catsInspired by Black Market Litrpg, Laws of Cultivation and Calculating Cultivation.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?