Rewriting My Fate in the Apocalypse - Chapter 92: Li Yunjia’s Past

Xiang Yi was most famous vase in the entertainment industry.

Su Chen traveled through the fantasy world and awakened the god-level bragging system.

Earn rewards as long as others brag about it!

Brothers and sisters of the same school: Although everyone is at the same level, but like you, my senior brother can kill ten in seconds with one sword!

Su Chen instantly stepped into the taboo realm, becoming the number one person in the same realm in all ages!

Zongmen Elder: I think Su Chen has the appearance of a great emperor!

Su Chen’s physical body became great immediately, his altar was clear, and his talent was raised to the extreme.

Supreme Immortal Emperor: From my point of view, the sword in the hands of fellow Taoist Su Chen is simple and unadorned. It looks ordinary, but in reality its brilliance is restrained. It must be a supreme weapon!

In an instant, the sword in Su Chen’s hand shone with divine brilliance, and turned into an extreme imperial weapon.

Peer Tianjiao: Are you really as strong as the legend says?

Su Chen: Wherever it is, it’s just everyone flattering and bragging.

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I, Daddy, Paladin,

The first under the stars to bring a baby to PK strong!

If you don’t accept it, come to fight!

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.