Master of Lust - Chapter 66 First Kill [2]

This is a world where civilization and savagery, rudeness and grace coexist,

The flag of the skeleton is flying,

The smell of gunpowder lingers,

Here are coins and muskets!

Here are women and rum!

Sail!

Towards freedom!

PS: This article is inspired by the Pirates of the Caribbean, no empire hegemony, and aims to enjoy the wonderful adventure brought by the romantic ocean!

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Not everyone wants to live a life filled with fame, riches, glory, and honor. Some, just want the easy life. To live a life that simply plays itself over and over, with a hint of spice here and there.

As he transmigrates across the continent of Douqi, Gu He takes on the mantle of Alchemy King Gu He and gains an incredible power - the Ten Thousandfold disciple cashback system. This allows him to grant gifts to his disciples, which are then returned ten thousandfold.“You have gifted Liu Ling the Green Lotus Core Flame, triggering a tenfold return and granting you the mighty Green Lotus Holy Fire!” the system announces as each gift brings Gu He greater power.After three years of intense training, Xiao Yan returns proudly to the Yunlan Sect, eager to display his newfound strength.“Don't underestimate this once poor youth!” he warns his former lover Nalan Yanran. “Today I'll show you what a true genius can do!”But Nalan Yanran just smiles faintly. “Is that so?” she asks, as a terrifying Dou Emperor aura suddenly surges from her.Shocked, Xiao Yan stammers in disbelief, “How did you become a Dou Emperor powerhouse?”With an arrogant smile, Nalan Yanran replies, “With my master, anything is possible.”

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn’t the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else’s story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I’ll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.