Harry Potter : Bloodraven - Chapter 97: Beyond Magic? (III) (CH - 117)

Stands in front of you,The overseer and protector of darkness,The disruptor and reinventor of order,The creator and persecutor of sycophants,The hidden actress queen, the goddess of the night, the nightmare of Gods and their gravedigger,The True Ancestor of Blood—Charlotte de Castell.Accompanied by madness, born from blood, hand in hand with curses, walking alongside destruction.This is a tale belonging to the Bloodborne…

Although Leng Ruoxue is born mentally challenged, she is the most beloved granddaughter of the number one general in the Eastern Lake Nation. She is despised by her fiancé and schemed against by her love rival. However, she is reborn as a powerful soul. This is a fantasy world, and also a world where the strong are respected. Cultivation, alchemy, weapon refinement, beast taming—the once foolish young miss has transformed into a stunning genius. Pill refinement and weapon refinement are all child's play. Heaven Grade medicinal pill? Even my pets won't turn an eye to it. Heavenly Treasure? I have the space to grow my own. Sacred artifact? Sorry, that's too low a level. I only know how to refine divine artifacts. Beast taming? My beasts deliver themselves to my doorstep.

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted.

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“You saved me, to repay you, I decided to devote myself to you!”An Ran just did a good deed casually, but was entangled by this black-bellied, ice-cold face.“No... no need, I'm still young,” An Ran sweat madly inside, waving her hands repeatedly.The man, however, was very serious: “I will wait for you to grow up.”But, isn't your image of throwing a tantrum too unbearable to watch?Didn't you say you were like Cold-faced Yama, aloof and abstinent, with an eight-thousand-meter glacial demeanor?A certain brotherhood wiped a bitter tear and said, what's the big deal about throwing a tantrum? Neglecting friends for love, betraying friends for affection, and always have to be ready to be fed dog food. They just want to ask, such a brother, can we return him?