Rebirth of the Peak Young Master - Chapter 426: Get Ready

He used to think Death was the end.He was wrong.Death was but another beginning, a new adventure.Reborn into this strange and familiar world, he should have been dead, his soul fading into nothingness, but he found himself in a completely new existence. Now, as a Primordial instead of a human, he must find his place in this wondrous world.

Li Zifu’s bad friend Yang Dejin made a prophecy, and the two of them both traveled through time and became the cannon fodder of two villains in a novel about the heroine.
Li Zichou looked at his dazzlingly bright dragon robe: …Yang Dejin, what an open mouth!
Yang Dejin dressed as Prince Yu disguised as a man to hide his identity: Zifu, have you also time-traveled? great!
Li Zichou took a deep breath: …not very good.
The setting of the original book: when the first female ruler of Dasheng came to the throne, the heroine Bai Qingyang was forcibly named queen by her. Bearing a serious crime, she endured dormancy in the palace, secretly inciting the empress and the prince to turn against each other, and in the end the fisherman reaped the benefits and ruled the world.
One is a brutal, bloodthirsty and wanton female tyrant, and the other is an ambitious prince who disguises himself as a man.
Both died, and the two died happily.
Li Zishou and Yang Dejin agreed that they would turn the tide before their respective death dates, and neither of them was allowed to show up.
In order to survive, Li Zi paid for the army and infrastructure construction, crazily swiping the favorability of the heroine, and laying a solid foundation for the heroine to ascend the throne. It is our duty to revive the glory of Dasheng!
On the other hand, Yang Dejin kept lighting up the skill tree, went to the temple and got the kitchen, raised private soldiers while running a business, and occasionally investigated cases with Xie Zhi, the Minister of Justice.
However, the two of them at that time did not expect that the object of their solo would be reborn after committing suicide, and the other would go back in time.
Of the four, none of them were reopened.
Later…
Li Zichou frowned: Don’t you think there is something wrong with the way Xie Zhi looks at you?
Yang Dejin also frowned: Impossible! I only like girls! I think Bai Qingyang is still interested in you!
Li Zifu beat the case: Impossible! Bai Qingyang is a straight girl!
Yang Dejin also took the case: Then I’m pure lesbian too!
Bai Qingyang: .
Xie Zhi:.
The desire to survive is full of Li Zishou × rebirth heroine Bai Qingyang
Born to Love Playing the Bookboy Yang Dejin × Disguising as a Man Backtracker Xie Zhirui
Some Happy Full Crew Reopening Literature
This article is also known as “Survival of the Villain’s Cannon Fodder”, “The History of the Dasheng Palace”, “The Package of Things About My Transmigration/Rebirth/Retrospect”
—————Manual dividing line—————
VERY IMPORTANT VIEWING GUIDE:
1. The background is empty, and the dynasty cannot be tested
2. There are too many private settings, some refer to Wikipedia
3. The writing style is limited, so you can leave it at will
4. The plot is the main focus, and the emotion is the supplement
5. Qingshui Wen, who tells stories seriously
6. In terms of personal pronouns, when other characters face a character who conceals their gender, the insider uses “she” and the uninformed uses “he”, including dialogue and psychological activities. (Cold knowledge: “he” can be used to refer generally)

- Description from novelbuddy

Warning: Many, like way many lemons and smuts. C'mon guys, you know it's gonna be a good one there's no need to read the synopsis and everything down here, but for context, you can go on but the potential is the first ten chapters, it won't hurt to give it a go, just try it and then thank me later, oh, I will be the one to thank you I guess. See you on the other side.Let's gooooInfinity Money and Endless Smut, lemons. Only the good goode things...___Peter Carter is a 16-year-old orphaned virgin nerd who gets bullied daily at Lincoln High. His escort mother died at birth, he lives with his nurse mom and twin sisters, and his biggest achievement is surviving lunch without getting his ass kicked by quarterback Jack Morrison.___Human! That's what I fucking was. Me and Tommy were bottom-tier NPCs in everyone else's highlight reel. All I did was study and jack off to porn, fantasizing about women I'd never touch—Madison Torres, Mrs. Rodriguez, Sofia Delgado. They existed in a universe where I didn't even register as human.But then everything changed.[DING! You have Awakened the Dark Lord Seduction System!]A system born from the sexual frustration of hundreds of thousands if not billions of women worldwide, my mission was clear: liberate sexually neglected wives, daughters, unsatisfied hot students, my gym instructor, CEOs, frustrated teachers, and touch-starved women while earning System Points that convert to real money (1 SP = $100).[DING! Abilities gained: Magical Fingers, enhanced stats, master-level skills...... Advanced Knowledge downloaded: Master Driving, Massage God, Advanced IT...]The system transformed me from school punching bag to irresistible seductive Dark Lord. Every intimate milestone earns SP—from first kisses to full encounters, cucking husbands saving their neglected wives, widows, wives and mistresses of billionaires while walking on the tight edge of seduction and eventual death if I got discovered by these rich guys I was helping satisfy the wives they'd neglected.Now I'm living a double life: shy nerd by day, dominant seducer by night, making bank while giving desperate women what they've been missing.From bottom-tier loser to supernatural playboy. I turn these neglected women into my women, mine alone as we unleash our hidden desires and forbidden intimacies.

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world.Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!”The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears.Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing.Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable.His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next.After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual.“It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.”Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open.“Atticus? W-why are you here?”The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.”****Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren.Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.