The Ghost King's Wife is Sassy and Beautiful - Chapter 923 - : Sweetcake’s Side Story (19)

After finding an injured imperial big shot in a cornfield, Qiao Jing took him home and performed full-body surgery on him.When he woke up, he searched all over the world for the daring woman who had done something audacious to him. He searched the entire Imperial Capital, only to find out that the person was actually his wife from the countryside. Not knowing the truth, General Zhan was disgusted. “After 100 days, we're getting a divorce!”The medical expert said, “Master, there are still 90 days left until the divorce. I know a prince from the empire who has always wanted to meet you.”The agricultural expert said, “There are still 60 days left. The position of my granddaughter-in-law has been vacant.”The famous actor said, “Just one day left. The engagement ring is ready.”General Zhan couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out, pulling Qiao Jing in his arms. “You performed full-body surgery on me, and you still want a divorce?”Qiao Jing replied, “We agreed on getting a divorce in 100 days. Aren't you a responsible man who'll keep his word?”General Zhan said, “I am, but... I just want to be responsible for you...”Nine months later, the onlookers thought they had divorced. But to everyone's surprise, General Zhan appeared with Qiao Jing, who was pregnant with triplets, leaving everyone stunned!

Heavy R 18 Yuri, harem and futa and non-humans.

Aurora had been human once before. But she had been betrayed by her only love and left to die at the bottom of the abyss. But she survived. As a result - she was granted the power and authority of a god. Being the only one to see the bottom of the ‘Great rift,’ she became a supreme being - A goddess.

Using this power to turn back time, Aurora vowed to free her love from the clutches of those who had been like poison to her. She would take revenge on the Abyss Tower.

Being the elite academy it was, Abyss Tower had no equal when it came to training people. Aurora could no longer allow that to continue. So she vowed to change things. She vowed to set up another academy and challenge The Abyss Tower for the Abyss's ownership.

But with the other gods and goddesses tossed in the mix, as well as the Abyss itself acting up, things were not going to be that easy. Especially since her lover's soul no longer existed as one in the past.

The more Aurora tried to straighten things out, the more it all tangled up. Did she really mess up by reversing the time? Or was an even bigger plot being brewed in the background?

And the truth of everything lies in the flow and exchange of energies between different bodies. In easier terms - to dual cultivate.

A man who was once called the world strongest agent ended up becoming a teacher after his retirement to train the new generation of agents. After many years of training his disciples, he is killed at the age of 60 by the ploy of a secret organization and was reincarnated in another world with all his past memories.Though he was surprised by the magic and the strange species of that world, he adapted very fast to his condition as a newborn and took advantage of it. He acquired special magic and gained a massive amount of strength thanks to his tight discipline in order to reach his goal: resume his career as a teacher which he left halfway through in his previous life.This is the story of a man who based on the memories and the experiences of his previous life, became a teacher who travels through the world with his new students.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.