MTL - Is the Wife Married? - Chapter 84

Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land.

Heaven Immortals move to and from the divine mountains.

I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall plunder the Will of the Heavens with it!

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Nan Xun encountered a mythical beast that could take her to different worlds. She helped the mythical beast collect merit points. After collecting enough, she can go back and change the outcome of her death.

But now, now she regrets, regrets till her insides are turning green. Your mother, those merit points are collected from the scum villain with a blackening value of 100 and an evil value of 100 ah! She only wanted to purify the souls of those scummy bosses. Fu** she didn’t want them to fall in love with her ah ah ah!

Pervert number 1 eats people! Pervert number 2 is an evil ghost! Pervert number 3….

After Nan Xun realized they were all the same person, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

The evil, charming, crazy Boss-sama gave her an evil smile: “Baby, weren’t you going to purify my soul? Come here.”

Nan Xun: “The evil we bring on ourselves are the hardest to bear, I really want to die, ah, what to do!”

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World: You're a trash mixed Spiritual root. How come you cultivate faster than the top genius of the Holy land.Fang Hong: I am a trash mixed Spiritual root... And who decided that?I cannot cultivate beyond qi refining realm... And who decided that?The only one who gets to decide such things... IS ME.World:....

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.