Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 322: One Strike, Four Transcendence Realm Cultivators Killed

Mu Wan Qing was dressed as cannon fodder playing a female supporting role in a book about a reborn female protagonist.

The heroine was her amazing and talented cousin. She was reborn on the way to exile, and she devoted all her clan to help her ascend to the backyard of the Emperor.

And Mu Wan Qing’s whole family was used as a stepping stone and was destroyed on the road of exile.

Mu Wan Qing: I am so tired, let’s destroy it.

In the chaos of the house raiding scene, Mu Wan Qing hurriedly grabbed the marriage certificate with a swoosh.

During the breaking up of the marriage, Mu Wan Qing exchanged the marriage certificate for a mule cart and twenty taels of silver and started a long journey of exile.

In order to survive, she resorted to roasting pig trotters, making fried chicken, farming cotton, and breeding sheep.

Engaged in building water power, building cities, building cement roads, and creating a prosperous fortress in the south.

Accidentally played a big game, and the plot was really shifted…

The Reborn Cousin: Everyone is concentrating on building infrastructure, how can I play the script of the palace fight?!

At the palace banquet, the arrogant and arrogant frontier master sat alone while pouring the drink. There was a commotion at the door, and the beautiful and heroic first female assistant, Mu Wan Qing walked in surrounded by everyone.

The man put down the wine glass and quickly ran over, with his eyes full of love, he said, “Madam, I can’t eat without you.”

There was an uproar at the scene.

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Chen Heng is called a pervert.

For killing his sexual partner, the dejected gong forced him to bind with a cheap system.

He has played a series of roles such as: the Holy Mother, a foolish idiot, a wretch, a very perverted and very cruel tyrant… The goal is to get rid of the cheap system, and return to the original world.

Confessions of the small gong:

My lover is a pervert, he is very violent, arrogant, black belly, and vicious.

But I still love him.

I want to break his wings and cut off his limbs.

Capture him, possess him, collect him, and let him be mine.

Small shou: Scram! Don’t talk to me!

Small shou: arrogant, cold, black belly, vicious

Small gong: more arrogant, colder, more black belly, and more vicious

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Imagine being forced to live, after death, as incorporeal bodies trapped in a vast space of nothingness for thousands of years, with nothing to do but exchanging past memories with other cohabitants (read: weirdos). Everybody wanted out, but there was no way to leave the Void…

Until one day, a young man was finally summoned, as a powerful but reluctant mentor, by a bubbly and motivated but completely naive young girl. Baiyi, finally out of the Void, was the only one who could save all of the other 32 souls from their prison and his summoner might just be The Key to their freedom.

However, Baiyi had to use the techniques and abilities the other souls had taught him throughout the years, and together with his own extensive knowledge of anime and game tropes from his shady and dangerous past as an otaku, to face the biggest challenge of them all: training the clumsy young girl he was forced to partner up with… into a competent sorcerer!

This is a story of heroic adventures, cunning strategies and romantic tales. How will our MC thrive in a world completely strange to him? Where will his ambitions and abilities take him in the palace?

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I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”