MTL - How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!? - ~ Man with background music [Part2 / 2]

Ava’s marriage was nothing like she had anticipated. Despite being married to the man she loved, she had endured nothing but humiliation and misery from her husband for the past five years.She put up with everything in the hopes of one day carving out a space in his heart. But her husband ultimately drove her to the breaking point when he handed her the divorce papers on their fifth anniversary, claiming that he loved someone else. He had taken all her family assets her father had left for her.The shocking truth that the man she had been in love with for ten years had caused her father’s death was the blow Ava couldn’t take it.Devastated, Ava didn’t want to give birth to his child in her womb.------“I loved you with all my heart and gave you everything, but you ruined me and my family, Dylan Brooks. I won’t give you this baby. This baby belongs to me and will go with me to the grave. A cruel man like you don’t deserve to be a father,” Ava said as she slit her wrist.“I regret loving you, Dylan. I wish I’ll never see you again in my next life.” These were her last words before she drifted into the lap of death.-------She thought this was the end of her life. But fate had other plans. She woke up in the past, four years ago, on the day of their first wedding anniversary.Since she was given another chance to rectify her mistakes, she vowed to protect her father and the family business. She resolved to cut all ties with her ruthless husband.But wait! Why did Dylan act so possessive and caring? Why did he declare she was the only one he wanted as his wife?Should she believe him and give him another chance? Or should she take revenge on him for what he did in her past life?--------“Please, Ava…come back to me,” Dylan pleaded with Ava on his knees. “I’m ready to atone my mistakes. I’ll do everything to make you happy. Just don’t leave me, okay? Tell me, what can I do to get your forgiveness?”Ava stared coldly at the man who had ruined her in her previous life. “Do you want my forgiveness? Then hand over everything to me, Dylan. I want you to feel the same agony I did.”

After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb.Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant.How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!]How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!]How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~]How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?]Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!]Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~]Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God.Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is.It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius.Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone...| Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting.... she really shouldn't have let on.It made her | El | kind of vain.Oh, and muscles.| Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies...

Dying after experiencing the cruel side of humanity, when Blake is transmigrated into a world of magic and flying dragons, he is fully focused on accomplishing his goals but then.[Ding! Welcome host to The Lust System.What is more fun than becoming more powerful as you have pleasure.]“That damned woman, what the hell is this, I'm here to conquer a realm, not play around” Blake thought, but he was immediately hit with another surprise,[Ding! Error, Failed to fully bond with host.....,, rebooting][Ding! welcome host to the Sinister System.]From a follower of Lilith to a target of the underworld, how is Blake going to explain to the rulers of hell that he now commands their sins.

Bai Lian, the eldest martial sister of the Qiongming peak of the Duxian sect, is as pure as jade. and unparalleled in beauty. She is known as a Natural Saint and is sought after by thousands of people.

One day, she suddenly remembered the memory of her previous life. This world was actually an r18 gal game called the Battle of the Gods.

Her master, An Lan the reincarnated Immortal Heaven Lord; √

Her second martial sister, the future Holy Spirit Goddess; √

Her third younger martial sister, the rebirth of the Rebellious Shura; √

Her fourth younger martial sister, the future Dragon God of War; √

Her fifth martial sister, the future God of Martial Arts; √

And she, the eldest martial sister, was a [b*tch] and [white lotus flower], who had a villain system and could become stronger by bullying her martial sisters, and had as many as 108 death endings in the original game!

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Bai Lian was speechless.

[Every dog has its day, don’t look down on me!]

“I will be quitting cultivation!!!”

Bai Lian gave up the struggle.

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Several years later, Bai Lian sighed:

“Can you women with the protagonist models stay away from me!” “I am not a Natural Saint!”

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