Immortal Mortal - Chapter 242: Heaven Seeking Palace's Expert

[You have awakened with the Lifespan Extraction System!][Extract Lifespan, advance your Cultivation and Cultivation Talent, amass an unstoppable Army of Shadow Beasts, and ascend to the Pinnacle of the World of Immortal Cultivation!]In the Super-Continent of Legaria, a Godlike youngling was born… and abandoned.Scorned and hated by all for merely existing, Zar struggled day in and day out, just trying to survive to see the next dawn. In a world of Intelligent Beasts, he, a Half-Beast, Half-Human—a species alien to the inhabitants of Legaria—had no one to rely on.By some miracle, he managed to make it in one piece to his 15th birthday. A day… which changed everything for him.*Ding!*[Are you ready to become the Ultimate Immortal Beast Tamer?]Fate shall be rewritten!Zar—a lone Godling—shall rise up and make even the most arrogant of God Beasts and Immortal Cultivators relinquish their strength to him!

At the age of 12, Shen Yue accidentally fell into a pond while feeding fish. That’s when she realized that her parents were not her real parents, and her five brothers were not her real brothers either. She was just a fake heiress to the Shen family!

Knowing she was destined to lose everything, Shen Yue decided to just lie down and give up. If she was going to lose it all anyway, she might as well just lie down and relax.

“Big brother, is working at the company fun? Let me check it out,” she thought, wanting to enjoy the perks of being a Shen daughter while she still could. Those luxuries would be out of reach soon enough.

“Second brother, is acting fun? Let me give it a try,” she schemed. What? They pay you just to lie still like a corpse? This is a job she had to get!

“Third brother, is that gun realistic? Let me see,” she said, examining the firearm. Not bad, though the recoil is too strong. She’d need to find a smaller one to play with next time.

“Fourth brother, will the teachers be mad if I sneak into your research institute? Let me take a peek,” she plotted, eyeing her handsome professor. A little hugging wouldn’t hurt!

“Fifth brother, that medicine you’re working on smells nice. Mind if I try a little taste…” she asked casually before sampling it. Tastes good! But now my head feels itchy—I better not be growing a brain!

On the day the real heiress returned, Shen Yue’s five brothers shielded her behind them. “Dear sister, can we keep her with us? She’s a bit slow, it’d be dangerous for her out there alone.”

The true heiress scoffed coldly, masking her sly intentions beneath a guise of innocence.

But in the end, she realized this Shen Yue really was quite dim-witted. Oh well, might as well let her stay.

In his past life, Ming Yu struggled in the European and United States fashion circles, eventually becoming the well deserved king of the catwalk.