The Forgotten Princess - Chapter 453 The Attack on Tarmac (1)

I opened my eyes to find myself in another world. For some odd reason, I ended up as a sword. Before my eyes laid a plain full of magic beasts, and so, I launched my body and flew in search of a partner, a wielder (females only).

He crossed over to a new world where humans have magical power. They are called warriors. They use their power to kill the monsters that appear out of nowhere. Dragons, Dungeons, and Magic users are pretty common in this world. If you want to live in peace, you need to have that power. You can also become a powerful clearing dungeon.

In this dangerous world, he has a system that can help him grow stronger. But he didn't want to be a high-profile warrior who attracts much powerhouse attention or become a lab rat. He wants to be Low-profile and grow strong using his system.

To transmigrate into a world of cultivation as a loser? What’s the point of even trying to cultivate?

After a burst of rainbow light, Yang Zhen instantly hits the jackpot!

Any cultivation method he sees instantly maxes out, there’s too many to learn!

The pills he refines not only save lives, but also grant eternal youth. How many saints and fairies are desperately seeking his help, willing to agree to any condition!

The weapons he forges can challenge god-like emperors and can even stab their way into the underworld – every single one makes heaven and earth tremble, and even gods and demons retreat in fear!

“I, Yang Zhen, never show off, because I’m genuinely unbeatable!”

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A story of time-travel. Sly and cunning, she unexpectedly became a sickly noble lady whose fiancé is merciless and demotes her to a lowly concubine. She sneers and bravely breaks off the engagement. To hell with scumbags, marry heirs to lords, blind the courts with her brilliance.

But, my Lord, we agreed that we are only partnering to scheme against others, when did you start to treat acting as real? Hey, hey, don’t touch me.

The Lord smiled slyly, “Your hands are too cold, let me help you warm them… Your feet are cold too, let me help you warm them.”

“Why don’t you just say that my whole body is cold and you need to warm it all up”, Murong Xue said indignantly.

The Lord nodded, “Good idea!”

Murong Xue – speechless. Hey hey hey, where, where are you putting your hands?

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