She Only Cares About Cultivation - Chapter 1130 - 915: Super Star 89 (Five Thousand)

struggle for dominance, where power rules above all.But you are no chosen hero. As the third son of a Viscount, you hold no influence—just another noble without purpose. Your knowledge of technology and strategy? Worthless here.Then, everything changes.The cards from your favorite strategy game—the very ones you built and mastered—are now real. No longer digital symbols, but an army you can summon at will. In this ruthless world, where the weak are crushed and the strong dictate fate, this power is your key to survival.You refuse to be a victim. Armed with an army beyond imagination, you will carve your own destiny. Not just to survive—but to conquer.“Soldiers, attack!”..........Note: If you have any questions or comments, feel free to share them!

A necromancer and a saint blessed by the Constellations. That’s me.

Is this a punishment from the heavens!? Why did a newly graduated designer like “Li Jing” end up transmigrated to ancient China?And to make matters worse, she is now in the body of “Zhenzhu,” a poor 8-year-old girl.Her father is ill, her siblings are still young, and only her mother struggles to gather herbs to make a living!Let's see... the only possession this family has is two mu of land!Very well… If the plants in this village are difficult to grow, she will make fruits and vegetables flourish herself.With the “Golden Fish Scales” that can release spirit energy,Whether it's wild animals, fish in the pond, or rare plants in the valley,everything must belong to her family!

A fire destroyed the appearance of Miss Ling Yue Ling, the eldest daughter of the Ling family. Her fiancé broke off the engagement and she became a laughingstock across the city. Unbeknownst to others, she was no longer the person she once was.When she revived and reappeared before everyone, her beauty was peerless and shocked them all.Her former fiancé regretted his actions: “Yue Yue, could you give me another chance?”Miss Ling casually threw a tr*sh can at him: “tr*sh belongs in the tr*sh can. Also, we are not that close, please address me as Miss Ling.”