Cultivator With Modern AI - Chapter 537 Murong Yuexin Past Identity

The moment Kazuma arrived in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, a cursed spirit knocked on his door, making him panic.Fortunately, he awakened the mission selection system.[Mission Option 1: Look into Gojo Satoru's eyes for ten seconds.Reward: Mangekyo Sharingan][Mission Option 2: Change Mei Mei's hairstyle to twin ponytails and have an in-depth communication with her~Reward: Tsukuyomi!]During the Shibuya Incident, Sukuna went crazy.Chibaku Tensei, Infinite Tsukuyomi, Susanoo...Yuji: “I thought that Gojo-sensei was already invincible. I didn't expect Kazuma to be even stronger than him.”Since he had arrived in this world, Kazuma vowed to make a happy ending.Gojo becoming Go/jo? That won't happen in his presence.Yuki, Nanami, Mai, Junpei...?He's going to save all of them.***This is just a translation. All credit goes to the original writers.Raw: 咒回：人生选择，开局万花筒！

Xu Jin simply bowed a few times in front of the nine star lanterns and came to this world that could guide the starlight into his body. Then, he bowed again in front of the nine star lanterns...

Thrown into his favorite novel as a powerless extra, he never expected to survive, let alone tame the gods.In a world where strength is everything, chaos reigns and beasts roam the land, including fearsome dragons and gods, the stakes have never been higher.With the power to tame beasts that even gods fear, he must rise above a world on the brink of collapseBut how will he fight for his place in a doomed reality!

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?”