She Dominates the Immortal Realm with Her HP Bar - Chapter 92

Aomori, who has a monster-fighting system, came to the world of One-Punch Man and gained the ability to enter various instances.

Therefore, “Founder of the Hero Association”, “NO. “And other titles fell on him one after another.

Comprehensive flow, the main world One Punch Man.

Completed dungeons so far: Pokémon – Demon Slayer – Sword – Pokémon – Digimon – Spell Return – Yokai Comprehensive World (Girls that Noragami Inuyasha can see, etc.) – Pokémon – One Piece-re0-Dragon Ball wait.

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Li Rui had lived to to seventy without any cheat or golden finger. Looking back on his life, he had gained nothing and accomplished nothing. Just as he’s been worn down by the years and resigned to his fate, he unexpectedly awakened the Perfect Life System.“Come on, tell me, how is a seventy-year-old man who’s about to kick the bucket supposed to live a perfect life?!”【You are born with the Martial Bone, and from the moment of your birth, you are destined to become the world’s number one. You gain the talent – Martial Bone.】【At the age of ten, you join a renowned sect and shine in the sect’s grand tournament, gaining fame and attracting the attention of an immortal teacher. You acquire the talent – Divine Skill Mastery.】Looking at 【Gains the favor of an immortal maiden, becoming a divine couple】, he fell silent.“Seventy years old is just the right age to start doing things!”…Many years later.Li Rui finally emerges with the supreme innate Dao fetus, slaying ten thousand demons, breaking ten thousand evils, and ruling over the immortal realm for a hundred thousand years. He is hailed by the world as the Evergreen Immortal Venerable.

The second prince has come of age. To celebrate the advent of such an occasion, the search for a suitable bride began. My younger sister was expected to go to the Royal Palace as a candidate. However, despite this, she eloped the day before her departure. I, the older sister she left behind, looked almost exactly like her – so much that we were often mistaken for twins…

One month, right? For just one month, shall I substitute in for my sister?

*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.