Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming - Chapter 170 - 160

My brother* and I, from elementary school to university, had grown up together. We didn’t just get into the same degree, we’re also sharing the same dormitory room.

Duan Rong's soul travels to an otherworld and gains the ability to devour Artifact Spirits, including those in weapons, paintings, Ancient Wood, statues.{“Artifact”: “Long-handled simple saber.”}{“Artifact Spirit Tier”: “Tier Three.”}{“Devouring Requirement”: “Host’s Spiritual Power Level 3.”}{“Devouring Effect”: “Master of Rakshasa Saber Technique, Master of Shura Saber, Master of Yellow Springs Saber Technique, Entry-level in Eight Trigrams Saber.”}

A letter to break off the engagement leads Ling Family in Tangyang to endless doom. And he, Ling Zhang, is tortured to death after his legs are cruelly broken.

The night before her coronation, Princess Elara of Dravara made a mistake she could not take back. Her friends begged her to enjoy one last night of freedom before duty tied her forever. So she escaped the palace in disguise. One night. One party. One stranger whose touch she could not forget. She left before sunrise, thinking no one would ever know.But secrets always return. Weeks later, Elara finds out she is carrying the child of the man she cannot even name. And on her coronation day, as she prepares to wear the crown, fate plays a cruel trick, the same man comes back, not as a lover, but as an assassin sent to kill her.He almost ended her life that day. His blade touched her throat. But instead of striking, he whispered that it would not be today. Then he disappeared into the dark, only to return again, this time hiding among the men who wished to become her bodyguards. Now he stays close to her, walking beside her every day, guarding her in public, while secretly waiting for the right moment to finish the job.Elara now carries a dangerous secret: she is a queen with a crown on her head, a child growing in her womb, and an assassin always by her side. His hands once held her in passion, but those same hands were trained to spill her blood. Surrounded by enemies and trapped in lies, Elara must wonder, has she given her heart to her protector, or has she trusted the man who will one day destroy her?