I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy - Chapter 27-2

Lin Qiao opened her eyes and found herself as a poor widow in a mountain village, with no parents-in-law, no husband, only a handsome brother-in-law who is about to turn evil.In order to survive, she put in all her effort, but...Having originally set her ambitions on raising a model young man, did she somehow raise him the wrong way?Young man, slow down! You're my little uncle!He...The once blackened villain has turned into a loyal little puppy of a boy.

I freed the Slaves, but for some reason, they keep chasing after me.

The path of longevity is loneliness, it is solitude, it is the unbearable cold of being at the summit.Reborn in a different world filled with hidden dangers, Song Changsheng fortunately obtains a mysterious Daoist Scripture:Breaking through to Early-stage Qi Refining, he obtains the “Yin Yang Profound Flower Scripture,” absorbing Sun and Moon Essence, cultivating both Yin and Yang.Breaking through to Mid-stage Qi Refining, he obtains the “Breath Concealment Technique,” concealing his aura and obscuring heavenly secrets.Breaking through to Late-stage Qi Refining, he obtains the “Water and Fire Manipulation Technique,” and the world's water and fire become his vanguards.Breaking through to Qi Refining Great Perfection, he obtains the “Delusion-Shattering Pupil Technique” to see through confusion and trace things back to their source.Breaking through to Early-stage Foundation Establishment, he obtains the “Five Beasts Body Refining Technique”...

It is the 49th year of Konoha, and the Uchiha clan massacre is only seven years away.A set of women's clothing that accelerates training when worn.A Zanpakutō that grants invincibility upon releasing its Bankai.In this urgent and chaotic time, Qing Chuan has been transported to this world.To survive, he has no choice but to don women's clothes and speed up his training.While training, he meets Itachi Uchiha. To hide his identity and avoid suspicion, he takes on the alias Haruko.In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed...