Immortal Taoist Lord: My Cultivation Have No Limits - Chapter 1235 - 462 A Sword to Reverse Aging? The Fusion of Life and Time!

A disappearing gold mine. An old family secret. An army officer carrying a grudge spanning two generations.

As a small time reporter at the local newspaper, Shen Yu already had enough on her plate. Biased managers, check. Long, brutal work hours, check. The department beauty snatching her big story opportunity, check. But now another problem has reared its head and it comes packaged in a young and attractive military officer. He is on the hunt for some legendary space gold and he will get her to help him, whether she likes it or not.

Secrets are abound and Shen Yu soon finds that not everything is not as simple as it seems. Even her own past becomes questionable the more time she spends on the quest. Events from decades ago are rising up to haunt her and she needs to find out the truth before it’s too late. If only she had a better partner.

Even in the Interstellar universe, a shut-in is a shut-in. Wu Zimo, a bachelor tech nerd, said that there was no pressure. As long as there was a network and a computer, nothing would be a problem!

As for the male god, this type of mythical creature should be sitting on a pedestal with a noble and cool expression, accepting the worship of believers day and night.

A certain shut-in: So, Marshal, we should have been running about on the road of bachelorhood all this time. Would you say that’s correct?

Marshal: ……ah! Ah!

Beware of mines: Sentinel/ guide, two orientations, protagonist shou, mutual pampering, 1v1

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Hacker God Mo is the Number 1 Hacker from 21st Century. Reborn in interstellar, he became an ancient man from thousands of years ago. His ambition is to shine the name of GOD Mo in interstellar era.

As for his Male God. He is a famous Marshal who sits in the top platform of Gods. A noble and cold person.

To protect his little chrysanthemum. Wu ZiMo decided to pretend to be a ordinary person. Let’s see how long can Wu ZiMo can protect his chrysanthemum… I mean his identity as a ordinary person.

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In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.“I died and..” grins “...that started my life”What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world?They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.But....What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves?A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?People say “Keep moving forward”.What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?

Young Master He had always been a male god in the eyes of others.

Until one day, the god-like him died.

And he became the much detested white silk trouser-wearing second rich generation.

Male God He was unaffected by this.

In his previous life, he had sacrificed everything for his clan, now, he could finally break free from that tiring life.

The only thing was that he had gained a handicapped partner.

Initially, he thought his partner was just a weak, gullible and pure lamb.

In the end, a certain person changed entirely making everybody cry and shout daddy.

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