Forge of Destiny - Threads 426-Shenglu 5

【Kill decisively! Domineering! Violent and invincible text! 】

Mu Huang, the helm of the Earth Trillion Group, was framed by his family and died.

The soul travels to a fantasy world where force is paramount, and becomes the Longhan Dynasty, one of the three founding families, Mujia, and the most talented one since the founding of the country!

However, at the age of sixteen, he was murdered by an adulterer because of drunkenness, and was sent to the frontier to never return to the imperial capital.

I thought that life in the frontier would be with me for the rest of my life, but unexpectedly when I just turned 18, I suddenly activated the “Three Thousand Demon God Lottery System” and gave away ten consecutive draws at the Demon God level at the beginning!

Congratulations to the host for getting “Chaos Demon Sacred Body”, “Chaos Evil Eye”, “Chaos Heart”, “Devil Luohu Two-Second Experience Card”, “Three Thousand Demon God Fragments*10”, “Chaos Demon God Essence Blood”, “Chaos Personal Guard*2” …

Time flies, and seven years later, the pilgrim minister actually decreed that Mu Xiaoqian, the shepherd family, betrothed to the royal family of the Great Yuan Dynasty next door.

When Mu Huang learned of this, he was furious, how could his sister’s marriage be dominated by others.

  On the same day, with the Hundred Emperor Dragon Knights that he had personally trained, blood-stained the imperial capital, entered the imperial city…

However, it was told that Mu Xiaoqian was picked up by the Yuan Dynasty mission yesterday…

The Desolate King was furious: Since you don’t want to be emperor, then let your son do it instead!

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Qin Yi used to think that cultivation was all about a peaceful mind and the indifference towards fame and wealth. He is ready to abandon all mortal desires and enjoy eternal solitude when he later realizes that he is a human after all, and on the lonely cultivation path, he could really use the warmth of another pair of arms…

Of his companions, the prince wants to rebuild his kingdom; the princess is looking forward to her heroic life; the priestess needs to experience the secular world; the “dumb snake” could use a confidence boost; and his “clubbie” wants a human form.

But would everyone get what they wanted?

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