The Truth of Magic - Chapter 143

Li Rui had lived to to seventy without any cheat or golden finger. Looking back on his life, he had gained nothing and accomplished nothing. Just as he’s been worn down by the years and resigned to his fate, he unexpectedly awakened the Perfect Life System.“Come on, tell me, how is a seventy-year-old man who’s about to kick the bucket supposed to live a perfect life?!”【You are born with the Martial Bone, and from the moment of your birth, you are destined to become the world’s number one. You gain the talent – Martial Bone.】【At the age of ten, you join a renowned sect and shine in the sect’s grand tournament, gaining fame and attracting the attention of an immortal teacher. You acquire the talent – Divine Skill Mastery.】Looking at 【Gains the favor of an immortal maiden, becoming a divine couple】, he fell silent.“Seventy years old is just the right age to start doing things!”…Many years later.Li Rui finally emerges with the supreme innate Dao fetus, slaying ten thousand demons, breaking ten thousand evils, and ruling over the immortal realm for a hundred thousand years. He is hailed by the world as the Evergreen Immortal Venerable.

After being plotted against by her scumbag ex-husband and perishing in a fire, Gu Jia Ning unexpectedly undergoes rebirth. She finds herself in the situation where she jumps into the river during a cold winter to persuade her elder brother to relinquish his job to her ex-husband’s favored educated youth, Wen Zhqing.In her previous life, her family compromised, leading to her marriage with Wen Zhqing. However, they remained childless for years despite being married. Wen Zhqing took advantage of her to drain her family of their benefits, leading to their downfall. He even plotted against her, causing her death in the fire so he could marry a rich and beautiful woman.To stay away from the scumbag, after being fished out of the river this time, Gu Jia Ning immediately grabs the matchmaker’s leg who was about to leave and agrees to Sheng Zexi’s marriage proposal.Broad shoulders and a slim waist, high position and authority... She learned after her death in her previous life that she was indeed the apple of Sheng Zexi, a military bigshot’s eye.More than a year ago, Gu Jia Ning accidentally found the injured and unconscious Sheng Zexi in the mountains.She kindly removed her clothes to give to him to wear, leaving herself shivering in the cold.Sheng Zexi: “Not as good-looking as me, and even without clothes, doesn’t look better than me.”Gu Jia Ning: “This person has such a sharp tongue, he’ll definitely never get a wife.”He was severely injured and unconscious, unable to drink the herbal medicine. She kindly wanted to pry his mouth open to forcibly feed him.Sheng Zexi: “Keep a bit of distance from me; I’m afraid your stupidity will rub off on me. Obviously, a small bamboo chip would do.”Gu Jia Ning: “This person’s tongue could cut paper, surely destined to die alone.”Who would have thought that more than a year later, upon learning she fell ill after jumping into the river, the already-gone Sheng Zexi sneaked in through the window with supplies?“Gu Jia Ning, are you tired of living or is there not enough water in your brain? You actually jumped into the river for a pretty boy!”While scolding her, he fed her painkillers and sweet wine boiled eggs that dispel cold and replenish blood. “If you still foolishly yearn for that pretty boy...”Gu Jia Ning: “Then I’ll marry you.”Sheng Zexi was stunned on the spot, then went ahead laughingly and married Gu Jia Ning swiftly, even bringing her to join the army!The military camp wives all said:Sheng Zexi’s wife is a little rascal, delicate and vain, unwilling to do heavy work, often complaining about fatigue. One day, Sheng Zexi would surely abandon her.Who would have thought that as soon as the little rascal arrived, she became a doctor in the military district hospital, not only achieving frequent pregnancy but also becoming a famous fertility specialist?And Sheng Zexi, always rebellious and a thorn in the side, turned into a good father and husband washing sheets by day and diapers by night.

Eight years of climbing the Tower taught Dante one thing: trust gets you killed.He learned that lesson when his best friend sold his entire party to the enemy. Now he's back at the beginning with eight years of future knowledge, a dead sister who's suddenly alive, and a front-row seat to watch his future betrayer charm everyone around him.The smart move would be to kill Adrian now, but Dante has a better idea.He's going to smile, play along, and take everything Adrian wants for himself, the power, the connections, the allies and before putting a knife through his empty heart.Revenge is a long game. Good thing Dante already knows how it ends.

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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