Sovereign of the Three Realms (WN) - Chapter 11: Medicine Buying Craze

A mysterious object triggers Arya's sudden death, reincarnating him into a world of cultivation, spiritual beasts, and powerful sects.Reborn as Su Kang, a genius of the prestigious Su family, he befriends Li Fang, and they embark on numerous adventures together.However, Li Fang, shielded by a seemingly invincible “protagonist's halo,” recklessly offends powerful individuals and engages in constant face-slapping for even the pettiest of reasons.Though Su Kang tries to help his friend, Li Fang remains unfazed by the dangers he attracts.Ultimately, tragedy strikes. Those close to Li Fang perish one by one, yet his numbers of female companions continues to grow, even taking Su Kang's own fiancée.Li Fang's enemies, relentless in their pursuit, eventually destroy Su Kang's family and take his life.But now, Su Kang has been granted a glimpse into the future. He has seen the destruction that awaits him and his family.This time, he will not be a mere sidekick to the “child of destiny.” This time, Su Kang will fight back. His battle, however, will lead him to an unexpected battlefield: The heart of Li Fang's captivating and mature mother, Bai Yunxi.Su Kang: “I have always admired you, and I want to marry you.”Bai Yunxi: “You... What are you talking about?”[He traded vengeance for a lover's heart,To win the battle for a mother's heart.]_____________________________________[It's my first novel so I there will be some mistakes but bear with me.]

wake up.

Luo Qingzhou became a little bastard of the Luo family in the Chengguo Mansion of the Great Yan Empire.

In order to help the second son of the Luo family regret his marriage, Luo Qingzhou was forced to marry into a married woman and married a foolish bride who was said to be unable to speak or laugh.

It wasn’t until after worshiping heaven and earth and after the wedding night in the bridal chamber that he suddenly realized:

“My wife, something is wrong!”

Not only is there something wrong with the lady, even the two little maids beside the lady and the rest of the Qin family are all wrong!

The big maid is sweet, charming and seductive, with a voice like a lark;

The little maid was as cold as ice and snow with a murderous aura, her throat was sealed as soon as she drew her sword.

My sister-in-law is talented, and she is as delicate and beautiful as Lin Daiyu.

The little cousin is arrogant and domineering, and the whip is fatal.

The father-in-law has a serious face, but secretly speaks dirty words.

The mother-in-law is as beautiful as a flower, and she loves to roll her eyes at the top of her head.

The second elder brother devoted himself to practicing martial arts and said that he wanted to honor his ancestors.

As for Luo Qingzhou, he just wanted to be a son-in-law honestly, and then sneak around and be invincible…

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“Come not between the Dragon and his Wrath.” — William Shakespeare The year was 2140, and Earth was nothing but a distant memory. Humanity now drifted through the galaxies aboard colossal ARKs, massive skyships that served as the last bastions of civilization. Yet, these ARKs were more than just floating cities; they were humanity’s last containers, preserving what remained of their species. A century before Earth’s final collapse, humanity discovered a gateway to a realm known as Eternia — a fantastical world straight out of myth and legend. Reaching this realm required more than just advanced technology; it demanded a complete departure from the physical body and entry into a mysterious process known as the Dream Weave. In the present day, Cloud lived aboard ARK NO. 427, where he had been training from a young age to step into the Dream Weave. He was a standout among his peers, excelling in every tasks that came his way. Everything seemed to be on track for him — until the pivotal day of the Class Selection process.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.