Villain's POV: A Monster's Odyssey - Chapter 2: Merry Christmas eve ! ……. or maybe not ()

Introduction

In the ten years since the Great Chu, strange things have happened everywhere.

When he woke up, Zhou An became a yamen agent.

Crisis is always there, but fortunately Zhou An brought a small game made in his previous life.

As long as the life-exploding skills are used, the skills can undergo qualitative changes and become magical skills.

Knife skills – open the sky with one knife.

Turn the pot over – the Kingdom of God in the pot.

Swimming – making waves.

Several years later, Zhou An said that all he knew were common abilities in life.

The crowd was furious.

“You’re talking nonsense, I saw you split the sky with a knife!”

“You’re lying. I saw with my own eyes that you put a ten-foot-tall weirdo into a pot and beat it to death!”

“You said you can swim, but the huge waves have nothing to do with swimming!”

Facing the angry crowd, Zhou An sighed and took out a small sword as wide as his palm.

“I have learned a lot about blacksmithing recently, and I will show you how to defeat all magic with one sword.”

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Su Yun was a prodigy, blessed by the gods. However, life is never so easy. Soon after reaching 6th stage in spirit novice realm cultivation, his progress stagnated due to incurring a rare medical condition.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry.Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human?Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts!Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs.“This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore.”