Rebirth Begins with Rejecting my Childhood Friend - Chapter 430 - Bai Yue’er, Are You a Dog?

When opened his eyes, Lin Tian realized that he was reincarnated into the modern cultivation world.

Seeing this person's memory, his expression became gloomy because his identity is a young master from a rich family.

Knowing this, some people might be happy, but not for him.

He had read many modern cultivation world theme novels.

Doesn't the young master like him is a stepping stone for the protagonist, and had a tragic ending?

Just when he was really desperate, suddenly the system came.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for binding the destiny villain system]

[Beginner's prize has been distributed]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a martial emperor level cultivation base]

Cool, just slumped, but now invincible?

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First of all, this novel doesn't have any elements of a brainless Harem, our MC will not be like other MC who every time he goes somewhere, he will bring another woman.

Mara and Maria-Isabel have always been best friends. But while Mara is happily married to Ethan, Maria-Isabel is trapped in an abusive relationship. When Mara and Ethan help her escape, they never expect what happens next.One night, Mara walks in on a moment she never should have seen her husband and her best friend, locked in an intense, lingering gaze.“Tell me it’s not what I think,” Mara whispers, her voice shaking.Maria-Isabel looks away. Ethan stays silent.Their friendship was meant to save Maria-Isabel. Instead, it may have destroyed them all.A story of love, betrayal, and a choice that will change everything.

Known as the youngest academician-level senior engineer, Zhao Guoyang was reborn in the 1990s. In this era of economic globalization, with his extraordinary wisdom and extraordinary insights, he created one miracle after another and became a name that shocked the world!

Wisdom is condensed every bit, brilliance is created by sweat, and witness the rise of a great power!

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I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.