Qiang Jin Jiu - Chapter 17: Storm

Yun Luo Feng, Hua Xia Medicial School’s genius, died from an accident and her soul attached to Long Xia mainland’s General family’s useless eldest miss.

The skies cried blood, lightning tore open reality in colors that had no name, thunder rumbled shaking the very Earth as 'something' arrived. On the night of a cosmic phenomenon and due to powers beyond mortal understanding... Ash's life ended while he slept. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer the same Ash.Reborn as Ash Solace, inside of a novel he had read just hours before he fell asleep. The shunned and talentless prince of a lowly kingdom, he quickly realizes something. He was living the life of a third-rate villain who dies within the first 75 chapters of the novel.However, not all hope was lost. Because due to a Karmic Debt, he was transmigrated with an insane starter kit.Ten impossible draws.Ten forbidden powers.Overnight, Ash rises from nothing to god-tier—and the world will burn or bow before the prince it once forgot.

Since childhood Gu Wuji has regularly encountered ghosts and was one day involved in an infinite world of terror, just– I treated you as an evil spirit, why do you want to hug my thigh?

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A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?