Dimensional Storekeeper - Chapter 212: Host Immune to Thirst Attacks

Cultivators all have a soul beast, one that awakens at 13 years old.
However, Ye Chenfeng lacks one and is subsequently banished.
Ye Chenfeng obtains the favor of the heavens after years of humiliation.
With his gifts, he will walk his path to the strongest.

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Shen Ye has transmigrated. The original owner was a completely pitiful one. His mother was murdered by his biological father and his mistress, and he was fooled into entering the entertainment industry by his stepmother and later ruined by her. When Shen Ye took over the original owner’s body, he was pushed down the stairs by the mistress’s son!

The original owner’s grandmother was worried that he would be lonely and helpless for the rest of his life and would be bullied by the Shen family, so she insisted on letting him marry Ye Ze.

Ye Ze is the person in charge of the Ye family and has enough ability to protect him.

Shen Ye said that he doesn’t need to rely on him because he has awakened his talent. Soon he will become a master of metaphysics and sweep the entire entertainment circle. He, himself, is his greatest reliance!

However, he did not refuse his grandmother’s proposal, who told him to fall in love with Ye Ze at first sight?

The warm purple air on the other person made him feel so comfortable…

He took the heirloom jade pendant his grandmother gave, waved it in front of Ye Ze’s eyes, and smiled like a stealing cat: Uncle, let’s get married!

Ye Ze: …

Ye Ze endured it for a long time and finally forced him to change his words on the wedding night: call me husband.

After that, the painting style is like this:

International actress: Looking for a fortune teller!

National actor: Asking for a fortune!

Popular Little Flower: Asking for a fortune teller!

Mistress’s family: Please let us go…

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The world spat on him because he betrayed humanity and took the side of darkness.His executioner was his best friend and his lover stood on one side, her eyes hollow and devoid of any sympathy.Every single one desired him to vanish.However, the moment his pitiful life came to an end he found himself getting summoned by a Goddess.Kneeling on the ground and requesting for his help,[For the last time, please wear the mantle of our champion again. This world needs you, Clarsen.]So she said.The world would be pushed under the darkness of death again, and this time there would be several chosen warriors there to save the world.Yet, despite all that, the eldest Goddess was begging for his support.“Fine, I will do it myself.”********Additional tags: Strong to stronger, ruthless MC, kingdom building, limitless mana, possessive characters, regressor, transmigrator, obsessive love.*********A/N:- Give the story a read until it goes through a time skip. I request you to pass the judgment after that.

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