Unbound - Chapter Three Hundred And Three – 303

After her rebirth, Yun Shifei returned to her fifteen-year-old self, just when she became the true daughter of a wealthy family.The well-behaved and timid Shi Fei only wanted to live her own small life well.Who knew she would get involved with the Great Demon King.In her memory, this big shot was extremely ruthless, squandering the family fortune, watching his brother die coldly, and sending his father to prison.But now, the big shot is quiet, obedient, easy to bully, and loves sticking to her.Yun Shifei's heart softened, and she tried hard to protect him.Yet one day, the little poor thing she sheltered pulled her into his arms to kiss her.She was utterly shocked.He looked innocent and said: 'I heard this is a way to express liking. Don't you like me?'That's what it means, but why does something feel off?!

Lin Chen was persecuted by his childhood sweetheart and accidentally obtained an ancient legacy. From then on, he embarked on a path against the heavens!“I am a sovereign! Those who insult me will be killed, those who obstruct me will die!”

As Heaven’s daughter, she owns and personally runs a magical shop.This shop can leap through time and space and traverse many worlds. In the darkness of night, a glazed dragon-phoenix lamp will guide the fated ones to this shop called the OmniStore, and at this shop, the fated ones will have their wishes granted, but of course, not without a price.The premise is, only if you can afford to pay the price.You, do you want to enter this shop?Any wish you have can be fulfilled, yeah! You can be the mightiest one on the entire universe, you can look askance at the world beneath your feet, you can be so superior that you rise beyond and dominate all life!Her adorable pets, a dragon and a phoenix, have said. “Our shop is really not a rip-off. We are not just showing off to impress or be superior to others, neither are we putting up a show of hypocrisy. We are just here to put the worlds that have deviated off course back on track.”However, such an intangible form of boasting is, in fact, the deadliest.Dear guest, do you need us to gain superiority? Do you need us to help you fly and soar?

To take a dragon's hoard is to challenge death.The greatest of the sea-drakes wakes, curled on his silver throne; but there is no silver. His hoard is stolen. He rises, screaming, and chases the thief to the ends of the world—only to be shot from the sky.But dragons do not die easy, and never one with such festering hatred. A dungeon core rises from his corpse.If he intends to survive so near the cove of pirates that slew his past self, he'll need to master his powers—and quickly. For these pirates are dragonslayers; they won't be felled by mere mushrooms or spiders.Beneath the lawless Calarata, the young dungeon core will have to fight to survive; and one day, he will return death to the man who killed him.