Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old - Chapter 1434 - : Do Your Best to Survive

Memories surged like a tide into her head after she was reincarnated, and she found out who she was… A complete pushover. Her name was Beiting Huang, a direct descendant and third-generation descendant of the Beiting Dynasty. Her fearsome reputation stretched across all nations on the continent. She was a girl, but she was disguised as a boy for some reason. Everyone was also after her wrist… to hack it off and take the bracelet she wore, which was actually a high-level spiritual item that concealed her gender.

Everyone included her own brothers. Her brothers were fighting and killing each other, tearing the dynasty apart in the process… and she happened to be caught in the crossfire.

Mercy? Did the old Beiting Huang not beg before she died? Did they spare her when she did? An emotion that was not hers stirred within her body, and Beiting Huang knew it was the old Beiting Huang’s grief.

In her mind, she assured her: Don’t worry. Since I’ve reincarnated in your body, I shall avenge you. Your death will not be senseless! After those words, the old Beiting Huang’s emotions faded.

Now, there was only one Beiting Huang. She was the underworld’s king, a mercenary lord who slaughtered and plundered with the world at her feet. Reincarnated into the fearsome Beiting family as its ‘useless’ ninth son, the world’s riches were once again in her grasp. She cultivated impossible abilities, contracted with magical beasts, and possessed a mystical dimension. She also trampled over gods and demons as and when she liked. Cold and handsome, her very presence was proud and magnificent, causing the world to fight for her affection.

Shen An travels to the Douluo Continent with the Fame System. As long as his fame spreads, he can draw various magical characters and items. The first magical character he draws is... Tom the Cat![Tom, let's go!]Shen An shook his head and said, “Sword Uncle, your sword is not fast enough nor ruthless enough, but don’t worry, my cat has figured out something better!”After a sword battle...Chen Xin stared at Tom the Cat holding a longsword, lost in self-doubt: “I’ve practiced swordsmanship for decades; how am I having such a back-and-forth fight with a cat?”Dugu Bo, who is renowned for his poisonous abilities across the continent, was dumbfounded as he watched the poison he had painstakingly researched being casually neutralized by Tom pulling a few weeds.Tang San couldn’t believe his eyes as all his hidden weapons missed, saying in disbelief, “How could my Tang Sect’s hidden weapon techniques be dodged by a cat?”Finally, Shen An looked at Tang Hao: “The most powerful weapon spirit on the continent, the Clear Sky Hammer?”“How do you plan to deal with my Tom’s million-ton hammer, sir?”Xian Renxue: “I declare that Tom the Cat will become the Sacred Beast of our Spirit Hall. From now on, the Spirit Hall’s uniforms and tokens will all feature Tom's portrait.”Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong: “Such a cute little cat, I want to pet it!”

Lin An's life underwent a drastic change.The basketball under his bed had turned into a bleeding head, which would hop next to his pillow and hum softly by his ear at midnight. The subway racing into the station had become a gigantic lizard, opening its gaping maw, waiting for him to line up and feed it.The world was not as simple as he had imagined. Behind the bustle of the city, the Witch Hunter Knights roamed in search of evil wizards to slay.The ordinary worker, Lin An, inadvertently became a member of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, shouldering the glorious mission to protect humanity.He must be careful, careful, and then even more careful.Careful not to reveal his true identity as a wizard.…“Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard?!”

The Pseudo-Holy Grail War of Snowfield is About to Begin!Moran, who has transmigrated into the Type-Moon universe, is determined to clear the game in one life!Waiting online, urgent!Ding! You have successfully activated the Life Simulator!• 【You drove out the foreign Olympian Machine Gods, took the hand of the Earth Mother Goddess, and founded a new nation and mythology.】• 【You are the Lord of the Millennium Castle, bestowed with the name Brunestud, and the beloved ruler of the land in the eyes of the Crimson Moon.】• 【You are the Final King of the Age of Gods, single-handedly preventing its decline and ensuring that Divine Age Britain endures to this day.】Behind this dazzling simulated life, Moran now faces—Arcueid: “Weren’t you supposed to pick me up at the Millennium Castle? Why are you here in the Holy Grail War?!”Artoria: “Enough! Come back to Britain with me!”Ereshkigal: “Moran! Who are all these women?!”As his ever-growing circle of admirers closes in, Moran realizes—This might just be the hardest “Kidney Grail War” in history.