MTL - The Mad Cultivator - Chapter 29 Destroy mouth

They called me a curse.A monster with a pretty face.They whispered that I was dangerous. That I should’ve stayed dead. That wherever I went, death and misfortune followed like shadows.I’ve been drowned, burned, and broken more times than I can remember. But no matter how often they tried to kill me, I survived.For fifty long years, I’ve done nothing but try to exist, carrying wounds no one ever cared to see.So when they shoved me into a barrel and threw me into the ocean, I didn’t fight because I was too tired to survive.All I wanted was for death to finally take me.But just when I was ready to give up, the ocean delivered me to them, The Five Alphas.A king with eyes of gold and a soul carved from cold stone.A wild storm of an Alpha, all fury and love tangled into one.A sorcerer whose voice feels like déjà vu.A soldier of ice, who watches me like I’m someone he once lost.And a rogue with a crooked smile who dares me to set the world on fire.They say I belong to them.They say I’m their mate.I thought they would treat me like everyone else, like I was something dirty, something cursed.But instead, they handed me crowns, armies, and entire kingdoms.My name is Evelyn Seris, the last Luna no one was supposed to find.If the world expects me to kneel before my Alphas, they’d better learn to kiss my feet first.

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust.What in this world could last forever?Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth?Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

The Bulwark Duke’s residence had fallen. On the day of the duke’s son’s wedding, all men in the family were imprisoned. In just three days, the patriarch and duke died. What was originally a joyful occasion became a depressing funeral.Shen Yijia had transmigrated as the unfortunate bride. By the time her husband was sent back home to her, he was crippled and heavily injured. Everyone said that this fallen family would never recover. Shen Yijia possessed a spirit liquid that helped her bring her husband back from the brink of death. When Song Jingchen woke up, he advised her to marry someone else instead. Shen Yijia stared at his handsome face and shook her head. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you.”On the way back to their hometown, they encountered bandits and even suicide warriors who tried to assassinate them at all costs. Shen Yijia patted her chest and vowed to her beautiful husband, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” However, nosy people kept nagging at her, saying that a wife should be knowledgeable, reasonable, and virtuous. Was she supposed to help her husband pick out a concubine too? Shen Yijia was annoyed. As a modern woman, she couldn’t possibly get her husband a concubine! Her husband belonged to her alone!For the sake of earning money, she hunted in the mountains, battled scum, and took in disciples. Eventually, Shen Yijia’s life became smooth sailing.Many years later, they returned to the capital. Everyone assumed that Song Jingchen disliked having such a violent wife, and would soon divorce her to remarry. The young noblewomen rubbed their hands together in glee, waiting for Shen Yijia to leave so they could take her place. But as they waited and waited, they saw the Song Jingchen gently hold Shen Yijia’s hands right after the latter had beaten someone up. Song Jingchen asked worriedly, “Does it hurt?” [1v1 sweet love. A doting yet violent female lead vs a jealous two-faced male lead]