Return of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 625

The number one famed goddess of the Fairy Realm, reborn in the modern world with the Eye of the Sky God, was by nature destined to bring immense wealth and nobility to others. Yet, the foolish family into which she was born treated her as a three-eyed monster and even sought to have her killed! Thankfully, a kind-hearted farming family adopted her. Since then, she took the relatives from her adoptive family and forged a business empire with them, catapulting them into prominence and blessing them with wealth and glory.The Eye of the Sky God granted her the power to see into the past, gaze into the future, command ghosts and deities, see through all things of the world, stabilize the four corners of the universe, and control the life and death of all beings. She solved supernatural cases, stood up for wronged spirits, punished the wicked, promoted the good, and rose to power by crushing the undeserving......Recommended completed stories from September: Sister works of this novel include “Space Divine Doctor: The Strongest Queen Reborn,” “Military Marriage Blaze: Wife Too Ferocious,” “Discarded Wife's Rebirth into Wealth: The Daughter's Rise,” “Divine Doctor Demoted Consort,” “Astounding Abandoned Empress: Divine Doctor Little Cute Treasure,” and “Explosive Little Medical Consort: The World's Number One Beloved.”

It was a useless ability, right till the very end. That’s what Shion thought as he was dying. Among all the tr*sh, it was the tr*shiest that could only record.

Even when the Libra family was taking his life, his ability, ‘Notepad’, could only record.

But then, with his return, the amplification of the Notepad occurred. Not only recording and storing, but also recalling memories.

All the conditions were prepared.

“My future dream is to be a guardian knight of Libra.”

Now, Shion is about to record their downfall from the closest place to his enemies.

Aldred was a 20-year-old man who killed himself because he couldn't stand how the world treated him.

He prayed for a life that he could be grateful for.

And unexpected to him, the gods heard his prayer.

...

I welcome you to the world of fantastic imaginations where swords and magic clashed.

What to expect: A lot of beautiful girls. OP MC, weak to strong, sucking things. Milk. lots of milk. Adventure. And Comedy.

Warning: You might laugh too hard reading this story.

Note: This is an adventure story. The 1-10 chap is a prologue of some sort. But I advise you not to skip them, I am sure you will find them hilarious.

Note: Will there be milf and incest? Yes, but at the later part of the story. MC has to fight his way to earn these rewards. So follow his journey first.

NO NTR

Note: The cover is not mine. If you want me to take it down, please ask.

***Completed***“I'll marry you if you promise to kiss me every day.”On the harrowing day she lost her family, out of all the men she knew, Marcella didn't expect those words from “Sweet Baby” Tony. She thought he was not interested in her.She had to ask him for the marriage as she wanted to fulfil her sister's last wishes.She got married the day she suffered a horrifying loss.Don DeAngelo's youngest daughter became the wife of Antony Crawford.She didn't wait to think why he wanted to marry her when every men she knew wanted her for who her father was. She trusted him that much.But in a day, she learned that Tony was not so different from other men.What choice can she make?She can throw away the marriage and lose custody of her nephew, or...She chose to be married to him. Their marriage can be a deal. She needed him, he needed her. It's all fine.Except...What does Tony feel? Is their marriage all but a business transaction for him? What is the secret he is hiding? Why can't he reveal it to her?-----*Excerpt*“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell,” she said looking into his eyes. The alluring mystique behind those blue eyes made her heart skip a beat.How can she hate and love someone this much? She must be missing a part of her brain.In the silence of the dining room, the candle flickered. The curve of his lips widened and in the romantic ambiance, the thin lines around his eyes gave her a thrill.“Quoting Oscar Wilde?” he chuckled comfortably, leaning forward.“Isn't that true in our case?” she asked.She observed him, trying to digest every single expression on his face.He went silent. His lips pressed to a line. His pensive eyes never left hers except for the few seconds when he placed down his cutleries. She still couldn't guess what goes on in that smart brain of his.It is this, she thought. I am a decently adventurous person. He's an adventure. Maybe that's his allure!“Then, Birdie,” he stood up and walked to her.Marcella's back got stiff as she tried to figure out what he was going to do.Also, is that a pet name? Birdie? It's nice. But that came out of nowhere...She followed him with his eyes. He kneeled beside her and held her hand. Only when she felt the warmth of his big hand on hers did she realize that she had been holding her breath for a while.This man is going to be the end of her. It sucks when he does not feel even half of what she feels.“Let's be angels,” he kissed her hand. With a smooth smile that reached his eyes, he looked at her. “Let's be each other's angels, and let's make this world our heaven.”“You are...”Unable to find any words to say to him, she buried her face in her hand. Her chest was heaving as if she ran a marathon.This man surely is going to be the end of her.“What?” he chuckled while teasing her to show her face. “What am I?”“You're a brute, Mr. Crawford. That's what you are,” she said trying to hold her stoic expression to relay her “disapproval” of his methods. But in front of his goofy smile, she lost.She lost, and she didn't feel defeated.She felt delighted in his presence.“Mark my words, Birdie. I am taking you to the White House,” he said.Marcella opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. The determination shining in his eyes...He's not talking about a visit to the White House, is he?No way! No f*cking way!Her eyes widened. But he was smiling sweetly as always. He stood up and leaned to her ear.“Let's have today's kiss on the bed,” he said.Before she could form a resistance, he picked her up and walked up the stairs.Again, Marcell pondered the one question she's been asking a lot lately.Whom did I marry?