Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race - Chapter 212 - 132 in Danger_1

In the Country of Fine Cuisine, chefs are the most respected vocation.

Luo Xiu, an award-winning chef from planet Earth, crossed over into this world by accident. With a Mapo bean curd in his hand, the dish created a strange vision of Flaming Mountain.

Food that caused clothes to explode? Food that glows? Food that creates visions? Food that causes illusion?

That’s right, a Xiuzhen chef on this continent can produce these special effects when they cook.

Have you seen potatoes as big as a human head?

Have you seen jade colored wheat?

What about chickens that are 0.8m tall?

In this world, these are just the most basic ingredients.

“Well, these ingredients are interesting and are a good fit for Chinese Cuisine!”

“If you move again, I will release the dish- Buddha Jumps over the wall!”

Boom!

A large golden Buddha sat on 10 Xiuzhen practitioners and squashed them to death!

- Description from Novelupdates

When choosing the companion system, Congliang did a trick, palace fights, house fights, scumbags, counterattacks, and other systems that seemed to be particularly wasteful of brain cells, and pulled a particularly pure-looking “Scum Girl Congliang System”.

Being good means being a good person, and being a good person is simple.
However, after starting the time-travel mission, Cong Liang discovered that her trapping system has another more appropriate name – “Sura Heart Hunting Field”
In other words, how to make a person who was imprisoned by you, humiliated, beaten, abandoned, abused, ridiculed, betrayed, harmed, exploited… fell in love with you and gave you a sincere kiss?
Wait online! Very urgent!

First wear – lame prince
Second wear – Blind man
The third wear – juvenile offender with severed finger
Fourth wear – ghost face fifth uncle
Fifth wear – one-armed tailor

【important hint! ! ! 】
The heroine is a rough man at heart, the hero and the woman got the wrong script series
Every world I will write seriously, so I may wear it slowly
As always, all logical common sense comes from the author’s brain hole, all for the service of the target, you are easy to go crazy
Declined to examine the textual research list, and to take the author’s anger

- Description from novelbuddy

The world is full of mysteries. Strange, seemingly unexplainable events occur more often than we may realize. A young boy may catch an illness no doctor can explain. An office may catch fire for no apparent reason. And perhaps, someone may die a sudden and unexpected death – their bodies blighted beyond recognition.

Some might believe that these events are merely freak accidents.

However, Ye Shaoyang knows otherwise.

The youngest inner disciple ever in the prestigious Daoist Maoshan Sect. Talented, handsome, and a hillbilly from the mountains who still uses a brick phone in the modern age.

Follow the tale of our quirky, snippy, but honorable hero, after he finally descends the mountains after fifteen years of being out of touch with normal society. Read on as he combats horrifying apparitions, charms ladies, and finds himself in all sorts of trouble along the way!

A story that delves into Daoism, Chinese sorcery, and the supernatural from Asian mythology.

- Description from Novelupdates

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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[Excerpt]

“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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