The Bee Dungeon - POFair 256.2 - Ending the Bee-bate

In a morgue filled with the bodies of Uchiha clan members, he opened his eyes...A mysterious voice echoed in his ears...With a bewildered expression, he muttered, “Save the Shinobi world? What does that have to do with me, a mere Uchiha survivor?”

Xu Zong, who transmigrated into the world of Swallowing Starry Skies, had no chance to battle the Devouring Beasts. At this moment, Luo Feng was peeping underwater, Hong and Thunder God were in deep slumber, while the jumping clown wreaked havoc. Xu Zong had thought that he would rely on himself for his whole life, but unexpectedly, he accidentally joined a chat group. In the group, there were other Xu Zongs, each possessing different talents!Nine Cauldrons Xu Zong: With my unbeatable sliding shovel! Wait, there's a Sabertooth Tiger ahead. Watch me slide and shovel!Comprehensive Martial Arts Xu Zong: I have the War God's sound system! Please, Master Qiao and the God of Gambling, possess me!Heaven Concealing Xu Zong: When I shout, “XX, save me!” XX will be forcibly teleported in front of me to shield me from bullets!XX Xu Zong: Uh, mine is the Arcane Technique of Akalin...Devouring Xu Zong: Well said! But none of your talents are as awesome as mine! My cultivation has no bottlenecks!Various Xu Zongs: Boss! Can you share your Wi-Fi so we can share talents?................This is an unlimited flow story across different realms, involving fantasy, movies, martial arts, anime, and more. Enjoy it to the fullest!

Transmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get?

Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen, it’s left empty. Well, this mess seemed quite manageable, however, why is it they only have one quilt in the house?

Not only does she serve her husband food and refreshments during the day, does she need to make sure he’s well “fed” at night too?

“It’s getting late now… we should go to bed. Said the sickly husband. She simply closed the door, turned off the lights, and went straight to sleep.

“If you dare move, I’ll kick you out of the bed!” She threatened.

In the end, the man still managed to wrap himself around her no matter how she resisted. The sickly husband wasn’t as weak as he appeared to be!

Mo Qian Xue worked hard to become rich. She built workshops, opened factories, one aided by her sickly husband towards prosperity. Fortunately, she could live a peaceful life far from bickering relatives, but then, much to her dismay, she still had to deal with the villagers knocking on her door.

So they want her money? They want her position as a wife? Since when was she, Mo Xian Que easy to bully?! They want to make her lose face? Alright, let them come a little closer then… give them a…. slap!

Great Cultivator Chen Fan had failed his Tribulation period, but after a dream, he had returned to Earth, when he was young, five hundred years ago.