Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 413 - Star God Tree

Fate had never been kind to Ji Ning. Wracked by illnesses and infirm his entire life on Earth, Ji Ning knew early on that he would die as a teenager. What he didn’t know was that there really was such a thing as life after death and that the multiverse was a far larger place than he thought.

A lucky twist of fate meant that Ji Ning was reborn into a world of Immortals and monsters, of Ki Refiners and powerful Fiendgods, a world where Dynasties lasted for millions of years. A world which is both greater… and yet also smaller… than he ever could imagine. He would have the opportunity to join them, and in this life, Ji Ning swore to himself, he would never let himself be weak again! The Era he was born into was a Desolate one, but Ji Ning would make it his era.

In the Shen family in Ningcheng, there are good girls in pairs. The eldest lady, Shen Ru, is shrewd and capable, and the second lady, Shen Yan, is delicate and charming. One day, there was an extra third lady——Shen Wei.

Taciturn and unremarkable in appearance, like a small white pear in the wind, weak and helpless.

Father Shen: “Let’s keep it.”

Mother Shen: “The daughter of a bitch is still a bitch.”

Shen Ru: “A petty air.”

Shen Yan: “Brother Qi hates dodder flowers the most.”

Shen Yu sneered: Don’t worry, take your time, no one can escape!

…

In the previous life, Shen Yu’s blood flowed out, her internal organs were emptied, and she died on the cold operating table. Thirty years old, no children and no daughters.

In this life, she came here for revenge. She took every step of the way and turned Ning Cheng upside down, but unintentionally provoked the Great Demon King.

Quan Hanting, respected by everyone as “Six Lord”, is cold-hearted and ruthless, and his identity is a mystery.

【Small cute bag】

It is said that on the day the baby was born, Quan’s father was in so much pain that he died.

Well, bitten by Mommy Quan.

…

[Eating Guide]: Double place and double cleanliness, no abuse and no misunderstanding, so sweet and greasy

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- Description from novelbuddy

Three hundred years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, the fortune of the country has been prosperous. In the imperial court, there are great Confucianists who make their promises.

Zuo Daoqi traveled to this world and became a little eunuch who was about to be thrown into the cold palace.

The court was treacherous, and the rivers and rivers were vicious. He just wanted to live on honestly.

But accidentally opened the script of life, can see through other people’s future scripts, and can get rewards after completing tasks.

The first thing that caught my eye was a little loli who was about to become an empress…

From then on, Zuo Daoqi planned to stay in the cold palace, study the game script well, and train the future empress by the way.

In my spare time, I’ll talk to the queen mother, imperial concubine, princess and so on.

His original purpose was to protect himself, so that he could leave the palace as soon as possible and become a rich man.

…

Until one day, a little eunuch came to Zuo Daoqi’s side,

“Nine thousand years old, the empress dowager said it’s time to serve her tonight.”

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[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.