The Favored Son of Heaven - Chapter 133 - Black Market

If you are good enough, why don’t you fly to the heavens, and rise side by side with the sun?

This is about a girl who played using a male character, carefully building up her strength, guarding her wallet to one day be able to sponsor her male idol.

This is the story of a group of mentally insane people.

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Tang Xiao had two wishes so far, the first wish is to sponsor Mu Cheng. The second wish was to help every enemy of Su Muzhe!

Female: Wife, I have died! When I die, hold me tight! That way, the ones who have come for revenge will know that we are a pair!

Male: … …

Everyone: Why aren’t you going to the heavens?!

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Everyday, when Tang Xiao sat at home, she would first, number 1: kiss kiss pat pat and stare contentedly at the collection of naked posters of her male idol Mu Cheng that she had pasted all over her home.

Secondly, she would play online games.

With her male ID, Tang Xiao would cause havoc and uproar all over the game by confessing to girls constantly everyday, murdering all the men and generally, harassing people in public.

Every single time, she raised havoc, a female ID named Su Muzhe would punch her and try to knock her to her senses.

Thus a marriage began between a male ID who had a girl behind it, and a female ID who had a man behind it.

While at the same time, Tang Xiao tried her very best to roll into the sheets of her male idol, not knowing that she was already associated with him in the 2D world.

This is the story of how Tang Xiao was shamelessly bribed by her male idol to marry his character with naked posters of himself, and how every time she announced she wanted to sleep with him, she was punched.

- Description from Novelupdates

Noir, third son of a “beggar noble,” lost his job and was at a loss, but fortune struck just as he was contemplating becoming an adventurer.

(I would just like to say that this is not my story and the author of this novel is 千山茶客, Qian Shan Cha Ke)

Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell.

Forget it, whatever! Since they already claimed that she was a temptress that wrecked the country, she shall overturn the world into complete chaos starting with her beguiling sister, her malicious stepmother, her cruel lover and her heartless family. Let her end the lives that Yama refused to end.

She was a pawn in her past life. In this life, however, the world was her chess board. With an alluring smile and a charming figure that enchanted the entire nation, the red-clothed woman wrecked chaos among the lands. She was a vengeful spirit from hell, determined to make those who wronged her pay in blood.

“I want those who owe me a life debt to hold their hearts out in front of me. I want those who looked down on me to only be able to admire me. I want Lord Zhong Zi to shiver when he sees me. I want to step on this splendid river and mountains!”

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“You are a temptress and I am a thief.” His robe was as dark as the night and his gaze was as cold as the Northern Star. “A perfect match.”

Her red dress was akin to fire, but her heart was the coldest ice in the winter.

He was stoic in his black robe, yet he was willing to warm her frozen heart.

In this life, the elegant man seemed like a snowy bamboo grove with tall, chilly mountains, walking step by step towards her like an unstoppable force.

“Ruan Ruan, if you hate the world, then I shall conquer the lands with you.”

“What if I love the world?” She asked.

“I am the world, so you can only love me,” he answered.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.