The Glitched Mage - Chapter 108: The Power Chart Part 3

Han Yi accidentally crossed into the Cultivation World and became an outer disciple of the Xuan Dan Sect.

Sects, Immortal Countries, Sacred Places, Heavenly Demons—the dangers in the Cultivation World were everywhere.

Fortunately, Han Yi had a Skill Panel.

Alchemy, Formations, Talismans, Divine Abilities, Magic Skills...

Just work hard, and everything will be alright.

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Elliot Hawthorne, had transmigrated into the body of a struggling apprentice mage, and now had one simple goal, summon a small, harmless spirit to pass his magic academy’s final exam. But thanks to a mistranslation in an ancient grimoire, he instead summons Azrael, the almighty Demon King.That would’ve been bad enough…. but then the spell accidentally binds them in an unbreakable marriage contract.Now, Elliot is stuck with a possessive, dangerously powerful, and ridiculously affectionate demon husband who:Carries him everywhere because “His cute little summoner’s feet shouldn’t touch the ground.”Summons hellfire just to keep Elliot warm when he complains about the cold.Declares war on any kingdom that dares to call Elliot “single.”Refuses to be unsummoned.“Why would I leave? My husband is here.”Worse, every holy knight, exorcist, and jealous god now wants Elliot dead for “stealing” the most powerful demon in existence.. Stuck with a one-in-a-million system dungeon and a devilish Demon husband, Elliott's life is constantly on the brink of disaster...But when Elliot starts uncovering secrets about the contract, he realizes…Did I really summon him by accident? Or… was Azrael waiting for me all along?One way or another, Elliott’s unlucky life becomes worse. An impending doom threatens the existence of the human and mortal worlds.And as if that wasn’t enough, he’s also stuck with a Demon for a husband.But maybe, just maybe… being bound to a dangerously powerful Demon King isn’t the worst fate after all.

In a universe where starships rule supreme and galactic empires clash for dominance, Kallus, a visionary gamer and strategist, finds himself thrust into an extraordinary reality.Awakened aboard the [Obliterator-Class Star Dreadnought], a vessel born from his own imagination but perfected by a Supreme Being, Kallus must rise to command a fleet that could shape the fate of the cosmos.With a ship forged from mythical adamantium and [mithril alloys], powered by a [Transcendent Dark Matter Engine], and armed with weapons capable of annihilating entire fleets, the Obliterator is more than a warship—it’s a legend incarnate. But Kallus is not alone. Alongside him is the Red Empress, an advanced AI infused with a power of creation and knowledge itself, guiding him with missions that unlock untold power and potential.

Sheng MuMu was transmigrated into a novel.

While others transmigrate to become celebrities, she ends up becoming a stepmother to a 17-year-old young master of a prestigious family?!

She wants to escape! But wait, what’s this? Pretending to be his wife for a monthly allowance of 500,000 in pocket money that can be freely spent on her card? Suddenly she doesn’t mind so much!

Everyone guesses: “She’s just a stepmother, how much could he really care for her? President Qi just brought a woman home to take care of his son.”

On the day of the banquet, surrounded by the media, Sheng MuMu hooks her arm around the man’s neck and sweetly calls him: “Dear~”

The man’s eyes darken as he pulls her slender waist closer, naturally dispelling the rumors.

Then people say: “She’s just a brainless trophy wife, just a pretty face.”

Sheng MuMu: “You dare call this 700-scoring top-scoring beauty from the city just a trophy wife?”

She opens a flower shop, becoming an internet sensation with people lining up to take photos, earning pots full of money; she starts a brand, appearing on the cover of financial magazines’ annual rankings.

And after that…

Tsundere stepson: “Better than a real mother.”

Vicious mother-in-law: “Daughter-in-law, when are you taking me square dancing?”

Until one night, Sheng MuMu’s earlobes blushing as she pushes away the man pinning her against the wall.

“President Qi, our agreement is just a contract marriage. ”

The man’s eyes narrow as he loosens his tie and leans down:

“The agreement? I tore that up long ago.”

Sheng MuMu: “You…mmmph”