The Soul Keeper - Chapter 274: Interlude - Lights of the City (2)

【Super Sweet Romance! Direct tough guy × Tender spoiled beauty】The pampered heiress Ye Manman transmigrates into a period novel, becoming an important supporting character whose luck has been stolen and who suffers repeated humiliations from the female lead. From the moment they get married, their destinies begin to diverge drastically.The female lead rises steadily, while the supporting character remains devoted to the male lead, maintaining her purity and refusing to compromise. Eventually, she's impoverished, abducted into the mountains, and becomes mentally unstable.Ye Manman speechless jpg.Counting on her fingers, she lists out all the qualities of her rugged husband: full-time nanny, all-around housekeeper, elite chef, fully automated money machine...The picky and shopping-loving Ye Manman exclaims her love for him.Married! Committed for life! Wouldn't leave him even if beaten!From the day they got married, no one in the village had high hopes.Ye Manman is delicate and soft, unable to carry things on her shoulders or work in the fields, expecting everything to be handed to her. She frequently collects flowers and eats wild fruits. People say the man has married a living ancestor, unable to bear it, predicting the marriage will end soon.However, the more demanding Ye Manman becomes, the more doting the man is, making the entire village incredibly jealous and envious...Their lives only get better, renovating and expanding, doing business to buy a western-style house, even getting into college to become the richest family...The original female lead, supposed to be living a life of luxury in a mansion and driving fancy cars, ends up in tatters, lying on the ground, staring at the sky.“What exactly went wrong? Where is the promised life of wealth and honor?”

She was the Fifth Young Miss of the revered General’s Residence, but was seen to be useless as trash. Promiscuous and flirtatious to a fault, she was finally killed by mistake under the hands of the attendants of the man she was chasing; She was a genius favoured by the Heavens but ultimately murdered by an insidious plot and all who shared her bloodline pursued and exterminated which caused her to lust for revenge to be paid in blood. The day the genius had unwittingly taken up the body of that useless trash and opened her eyes, her fate had completely changed!!!

Refining elixirs and the smelting of weapons were tough?
That did not daunt her.

Beast Tamers were rare?
She had easily gained the title of Emperor Beast Tamer!

Forced marriages!?
Men being arrogant because they are good looking?
She stretches her hand out and easily pulls devilishly handsome men to her: The Demonic King brothers would easily take their place. A devilish glance, a slight shimmer of movement, and that man would suddenly disappear the next moment. He turned back around, his devilish smile alluring: “Let’s continue with the topic, let’s have a child!”

This is another interesting story with transmigrating and very fun filled characters that will delight you.

Can you get used to dying? Not really.

When a particular universe was born, its seven primordial Concepts acquired an ego. Omniscient and omnipotent, they seek since to enrich their home. To do so, they plunder other universes, capture young civilizations and plagiarize ideas. Many monsters, gods, civilizations, and races are competing for the eighth throne.

Eons later, it is Earth's turn to be torn away from its Sun.

Humanity begins its integration by participating in a Tutorial. Priam has the luck and the misfortune to finish the Tutorial first. Luck because his reward is a form of pseudo-immortality. Misfortune, because as the champion of his civilization, he is transported to Elysium, the most dangerous world created by the Concepts. Nine out of ten champions lose their lives there on their first day. Fortunately for Priam, he has many lives.

Is there anything as true happiness?Even a mute girl like me wonder.Once lost in my world of oblivion but now in light of the dirty secrets that played behind me.Murder like common theft and even crime, like the play of little children.who would lead the dynasty? I wonderlies after lies, hypocrisy stench like the smell of laundry making me pounder.It is no longer a mere selection but now the survival of the fittest.I have to become the heiress which I've been named either by hook or by crook, even if it means relaying on the influence of the man I've been sold toit's now time I cause havoc and disrupt the peace of many, causes the downfall of many, and place many on their toes as they try to discover who the orchestrator isBut who would ever suspect a mute?