MTL - The Ring That Defies The Heavens - Chapter 362 Unexpected!

Ling Yi, the young master of the Ling family, lost his sight after a car accident. Ling Yi’s father brought his illegitimate son into the house. Ling Yi was sent to province A for recuperation and became the laughing stock of every family.
Half a year later, Ling Yi came back, but his eyes were not healed.
However, those who laughed at him couldn’t laugh, because no matter where Ling Yi went, there was a tall and fierce bodyguard around him, and those who laughed at Ling Yi for being blind would be caught by this fierce and cold bodyguard who was 1.92 meters tall. throw out.
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At the banquet, Ling Yi’s hair was stunned as he watched the bodyguard kick Ling Yi’s illegitimate brother to the wall, “Ling Yi, where did you hire such a fierce bodyguard?”
Ling Yi was stunned for a moment: “He is not my bodyguard.”
Fa Xiao: “?”
Ling Yi is very serious: “This is my husband, who got the certificate half a year ago. He hasn’t found a job yet, so he’s taking care of me by my side for the time being.”
Faxiao: “You actually like a man of unknown origin who doesn’t have a job? Your dad will break your leg if he finds out.”
Ling Yi’s father appeared angrily. After a while, he grabbed Ling Yi’s younger brother who was still vomiting blood and apologized: “President Feng, please hold your hand high.”
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Faxiao felt that the man looked familiar, so he took a photo and searched on his mobile phone, then turned to Ling Yi: “Ling Yi, your husband who didn’t find a job seems to be a big man worth hundreds of billions.”
The gentle cat is a prosperous beauty and is attacked by a fierce and cold wife boss
Content tags: Soft love, marriage, sweet text
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This world became a playground for various other worlds. Every living creature was digitized and awaited the endless slaughter and torture of the players from other worlds.Yi Zheng, who had become a mob rabbit in the Beginner's Village, decided to lead a group of rabbits. They sprinted across the grasslands, did crunches, bench-presses, rowing, and swimming etc.A year later, when the players descended, they saw more than just a group of small monsters.They saw an army of terrifying, demonic, muscular rabbits!The Rabbit King sitting on the throne high above waved a carrot as he threatened, “From this day forth, don’t even think of leaving Beginner's Village!”

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve.Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish.Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others.In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle.Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper:Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked.Let the games begin.

Upon awakening, Lu Xuan found himself as an ordinary spirit plant cultivator, tending to an acre of land merely scraping by in the realm of cultivation.

Fortunately, he stumbled upon an unexpected revelation: with each maturing spiritual plant, he received additional rewards.

Harvesting a The Firefly Grass yielded a Golden Sword Technique.

From the Blood-Devouring Vine, he obtained a Purification Talisman.

And the Phantom Spring Flower gifted him a prescription for the elusive Luminous Flame Pill.

Henceforth, he contentedly tended to his own spiritual fields, observing the tumultuous tides and shifts in the world of cultivation.

“Duels and clashes, expeditions into secret realms, immortal fortunes, obtaining mystical treasures… None of it concerns me!”

“I simply wish for peace and quiet to tend to my fields.”