MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System - Chapter 188 Who is behind him?

Su Chengyu took the blame for his wife and went to prison for three years. Upon release, he realized that she had betrayed him.Despite this, he benefited from misfortune and comprehended the Dao, stepping into the world of immortal cultivators. He could easily master immortal techniques and ancient martial arts. He could also refine pills, draw talismans, treat illnesses, and save people at will!Su Chengyu postured crazily in the Red Dust City, vowing to find out the truth behind the death of his 127 Su family members 26 years ago.

An RPG gamer who played the realistic VRMMORPG ‘The Amber Sword’ for years, finds himself teleported to a parallel world that resembled the game greatly. He takes on the body of an NPC who was fated to die, and with the feelings of the dying NPC and his own heartrending events in the game, he sets out to change the fate of a kingdom that was doomed to tragedy.

- Description from novelupdates

The newly rebirthed Nora does not want the love of the man she had given her life. What she wants is to reach a position where she could look down at others and take her revenge from those who had hurt her and killed her. Even in her death, they have proved that she was a fake.“I will return everything tenfold!” this time she did not run behind her hero, her sister can have him. She would be wealthy instead.Alric Mccoy had never looked down from where he was, for him life only meant perfection. Yet, he found himself attracted to a woman who made mistakes like breathing. He took a fancy to her but she avoided him.“I am teaching you romance!” he frowned when she did not cooperate with his first kiss.“Ha, i need you to teach me how to take over your business.” her chest heaved with anger but she was sure she felt something strange there too.“Ah, that. It is very simple. Marry me, and be the owner of it.”“.........”

“Dear, it's time for your medicine!”The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!