I Might Be A Fake Cultivator - Chapter 2397 - I’m a Fake Cultivator (End 2/2)

Hogwarts is a strange place. The demon king who failed plastic surgery was eliminated from the job search. The white-haired old man wearing two layers of wool socks is still too cold in summer. The potion professor who never washes his hair is afraid of going bald, and the key keeper loves to play dragons!

William wanted to spend seven ordinary years, until that night, the door handle of the college lounge was stolen…

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Her boyfriend and her sister tangled together in the sheets, so she turned around and married the fearsome business tycoon, Gideon Leith.

Not only is she a star in her own right, but she's also a publicist and an entrepreneur?

A super racecar driver? A worldrenown gold medalist designer too?!

Just who is this precious hidden treasure of a girl!!!

She went from being pitifully spurned to a goddess looked up to by tens of thousands of people, and her admirers queued from Jincheng all the way to Kyoto.

Mr. Leith, who saw a certain someone's feminine charm, quickly tucked her into his arms.

“Wife, I need to hide you well. You can only belong to me!”

Arcane energy weaves the world, and the ninja world is no exception.

The Book of Medivh from Azeroth contains knowledge of two worlds.

For mages, knowledge = power.

Enemy country? war? Tailed beast? Otsutsuki?

In front of the Master, tremble!

Time, for me to control; space, let me roam.

Parallel time and space, self rise, regret unfortunately, self end.

In the name of the new guardian—

Master, open a cross-border portal!

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**NO NTR****Explicit Content Warning +18**——————————————Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission.Death was supposed to be the end.Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from.Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more.“Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?”“Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…”One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power.From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets.But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?