The One Who Writes Existence - Chapter 17: I Saw Everything!

The cultivation genius of the Lan family of the modern cultivation family, Lan Qiaoyue, the next successor of the Lan family appointed by the head of the family——Lan Qiaoyue, accidentally traveled to the South Prince’s Mansion in Zhennan, Chu State, and became Qin Luoyi, the legitimate daughter of the mansion who was assigned to be married to the third prince.

In her previous life, she was a genius in cultivation.

In this life, she is a waste material for cultivation, and there is a strange seal in her body.

The snake and scorpion sister spies on her fiancé, and uses the world’s obscenity to ruin her reputation.

She sneered with astonishment and talent, what a trick! You find a man, and I will find ten men to pay you back… Do you still want to marry Mr. Ruyi after harming someone? There are no doors!

What? Aphrodisiac will die if you don’t understand it for half an hour?

That’s simple, just find a man to solve it, but…why did the man she randomly found turn out to be the prince of Chu State who is under one person and above ten thousand people?

When her fiancé heard that she had lost her virginity, he stopped her with a dark face and asked, “Tell me who the adulterer is. In the prince’s residence, I will reward you with a concubine…” With a disdainful tone like charity.

She bit her lip with a face full of embarrassment, stretched out five slender fingers and pressed down one by one: “One, two, three… Which one do you want me to tell you?”

Poof, the fiancé twitched and vomited blood and fell to the ground!

There is a silent smile on the beautiful face… Whether she is a concubine or a regular one, she doesn’t care. She still wants to seek the supreme immortality, and she has to untie the strange seal in her body, so she has no time to marry!

It is said that there is Penglai Immortal Island in the sea of ​​Shenglong Continent, and there are immortals with powerful magic power on the island. Qin Luoyi was ecstatic, and with a lot of money, she embarked on her passionate road of cultivating immortals…

Does the Piaomiao Sect of the first immortal sect accept disciples whose meridians are blocked?

It doesn’t matter, she has countless high-level panacea, which can be eaten as jelly beans.

A certain woman with silver bills around her waist and a gold bar in her hand smiled and took out bottle after bottle of panacea and placed them in front of the master.

The head was dumbfounded: Cough, how many do you have?

A certain woman smiled like a flower and easily took out several bottles again.

After the head of the sect was stunned, he smiled happily: I have never accepted an apprentice for a hundred years, and today I fell in love with you and accepted you as a closed disciple!

There are outstanding people in Penglai Xiandao, and they only produce handsome men and beautiful women. What? The person who was stunned by her injection was her second senior brother?

It’s okay, we didn’t know each other back then, but now we are brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters should be friendly to each other, one needle can make the senior brother flourish again.

It is said that the eldest brother is facing the wind from the tree, elegant and unrestrained, and he is a match made in heaven with the fairy-like fifth senior sister, but why does he ignore the fifth senior sister and discuss the way of dual cultivation with her instead?

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This article is a strong article for women, a favorite article, which integrates cultivation, various supernatural powers, the temptation of beautiful men, the mystery of life experience, and the heroine dominates the world horizontally and horizontally. Haha, Jane is incompetent, the content is absolutely wonderful…

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The challenges a female cultivator had to overcome on her life journey were countless.

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death.

But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself.

Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme.

Or was it?

My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it.

Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine.

Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!

Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!

Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage!

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.