Cultivating with Top Enlightenment - Chapter 34 - 32 Dreaming Gluttony, Divine Sword Descends the Mountain (2-in-1)_2

She had a lifetime of fake virtue without receiving a virtuous ending. In the next lifetime, she controls fates with the flip of her hand. To the jerk who wasn’t faithful, she’ll draw a premature death talisman for him. For the poisonous step mother, she’ll send a death flower. For the step sister who is two faced, she’ll personally rip off that fake pretty face!

But when she personally offered up her body to her nemesis because of a child who she had no fate with, something unexpected happened. The night of the big wedding, the groom changed and a cold and luxurious man pushed her down. “You can marry whoever you like, but you can only give birth to my children!”

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He is handsome, arrogant and is of the elite class. Being straightforward and brave, she shamelessly pursued him, sending him gifts, flowers and tried to get close to him. She was humiliated when his staff gossiped about her and retreated. Then he rejected her and told her they could only be friends. She avoided him but no matter how much she tried, they frequently cross paths.

Suddenly one day he told her. “I want to be your boyfriend.”

What a mess! ! !

When Zhaozhao was ten years old, she was brought back to the Marquis household as the true daughter. Her parents doted on her, her brother was close, and even the fake daughter treated her with warmth. Zhaozhao once thought she was dreaming, and she treated them with all her heart.Until they personally sent her into the Tomb Guard City, a place that devours people whole, she realized she was merely brought back to exchange and protect the fake daughter.For five years in the city, the Marquis household ignored her.They let the sons of nobles from distinguished families use her as a punching bag, abusing and beating her, leaving no part of her intact.She died in despair the day before she was to leave the city.At the moment of her death, Zhaozhao awakened.—A hundred years ago, the ghostly gate opened, and the Ghost King led thousands of ferocious ghosts out of the underworld to wreak havoc on the world.She was originally King Yan of the underworld, descended to experience trials due to dereliction of duty.Once Zhaozhao opened her eyes again,The world changed colors, and she held the Book of Life and Death, transforming into King Yan to claim lives.Judging good and evil, slashing enemies.Once she gathered eighty-one evil souls and captured the Ghost King, she could return to her position.—On the day she left the city, the Marquis couple and her brother came personally to pick her up.Zhaozhao didn't even glance at them, turning to get into Prince Su's carriage.Her parents cursed her as an ungrateful ingrate, and her brother sneered that she would come crying back to beg them.Later, all of them knelt on the ground, crying, begging her to return home.Zhaozhao watched coldly.She would no longer want anything tainted.—Prince Su was born shrouded in Evil Qi, and anyone close to him would either die or be injured. Everyone thought he would be lonely for life.He had a delicate young lady by his side.She appeared to be pitiful and charming, but was ruthless and decisive behind the scenes.Once she absorbed the Evil Qi and gathered the evil souls, Zhaozhao planned to pat her butt and leave.Prince Su's eyes reddened, saying, “Zhaozhao, take this prince with you!”

ROMANCE! APOCALYPSE! DRAMA LOVING GOD! REBIRTH!The hospital lights buzzed faintly above her, the edges of her vision already blurring into white. Blood pooled in her lungs. No family. No friends. Just the relentless beeping of a monitor counting down her last seconds. Rosalie stared at the sterile ceiling, tears sliding sideways across her temple.“I didn’t even get to do anything.” She whispered. “No love. No one will remember I was here. If anyone’s out there… God, fate, whatever you are, hear me. Let me live again. Somewhere. Anywhere. Let me matter.”When she woke up again, she wasn’t Rosalie anymore. She was Mei Shen, a forgotten noblewoman trapped in a story of cold nights and cruel tyrant hands. One night. No promises. A pregnancy with a tyrant's child. She ran. Hid. Escaped fate’s cruel grip.But less than a month later everything changed.“Subject detected. Lianwei Voss has entered your proximity. Obsession level: 85% - critical. Imminent event : Apocalypse countdown initiated -time remaining: Unknown. New genre unlocked: Dark romance -Obsession + villainous devotion activated.”The game had changed. The rules were gone.“You broke the script. But you will never break me.”God whispered in her ear.The child she carried was a weapon, her vengeance a fire. And somewhere in the darkness, the emperor’s obsession burned hotter than ever.One night, beneath the empire’s broken skyline, she found a stranger, broken, bleeding, unknown. She saved him. Not knowing she was cradling her own nightmare.