This Is My Primitive Tribe - Chapter 165 - 126: Mounts and Sacrifices

A man who races against time in the Marvel universe, hungry for pleasure. In the dark night, Nuohe stood on top of the building in a black robe, overlooking the bustling New York City. He lowered the brim of his hat and said in a low voice: They are restless, because I…

He grasped the supreme mystery, transformed into one identity after another, staged a big show, but in the end all became real

Behind him, there are many people standing, Madara with Sharingan open, Artoria holding the holy sword, Doflamingo laughing, proud Gilgamesh…

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Just as a gamer found an overpowered skill book called ‘Item Upgrade’ in the hottest virtual reality role-playing game on Earth, something happened to the game’s system, causing his soul to leave his body and go to another dimension. Common sense dictates that he would be born anew then become the greatest overlord of this world by making use of his advanced knowledge. Not in this case! He was already dead. Only some fragments of his soul and that skill book managed to get into that dimension and merge with an ordinary common youngster called Bai Yunfei.

This was the enormous Tianhun continent, where humans could be said to have no limits. There was a group of humans here who could cultivate the power of their own souls then control their bodies, the natural elements and even other people’s souls with that power! These special beings were called — soul cultivators. Come witness how the several fragments of the dead inter-dimensional traveler’s soul and that skill book, which was not governed by the laws of this plane, were going to help Bai Yunfei become a legendary soul cultivator and craftsman!

Yu Antong suffers from congenital heart disease and lives carefully everyday. He didn’t expect that in the end he would die in an accident. At the last moment of his life, he only regretted that his short life was tasteless.

When he opened his eyes again, he was transmigrated into a book and he was overjoyed in getting a healthy body.

As soon as he passed through, he was getting married. On top of that, his marriage partner is the dream lover of many bottoms in the book!

Yu Antong let go of himself, being happy every day.

At the beginning, Xing Lixuan: It seems different from the investigation, what kind of family can cultivate this evildoer?

Later, Xing Lixuan: The wife I married is really clingy and the way he calls me husband always makes me uncomfortable. But for some reason, I don’t want want to stop it.

Finally, all of Xing Dashao’s friends said that they already know that Xing Dashao’s wife is a good at cooking, earns a lot of money, and looks good. They hope that in the future, Xing Dashao can stop talking about his wife and let the single dogs live!

Xing Lixuan: You don’t know how cute my wife is at home, but I won’t say that.

Half a year later, Yu Antong touched his belly and was shocked: I‘m pregnant?! Xing Lixuan, you get here!! I want a divorce!!!

Xing Lixuan: Wife, we already have a child, don’t make trouble.

Yu Antong: I regret it now, I only thought this was a romance novel but never know this was a male pregnancy one!

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The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”