Transmigration: On the Gossip Front - Chapter 1136 - 1137 The Unwelcome True Daughter 80

Chu Feng was transmigrated to a world of tamers, where everyone would gain their unique tamer talent at the age of 16. With the tamer talent, one could create a tamer space and form a contract with a beast.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator who defied the heavens, and surpassed all limits.

Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck here. Arrogant young masters? Heavenly tribulations? Cultivating for days on end, then getting into life or death battles?

Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here.

In which a transmigrator decides that the only winning move is not to play.

He was supposed to live a quiet life.Elias Clarke is a recessive omega… technically. His heats are rare, his hormones are mild, and his genetic profile is so muted that he could pass for beta. That’s fine with him. At 27, he is halfway through his PhD, teaches engineering part-time, and enjoys the kind of anonymity that keeps him away from the political games of those born with true divine potential.But when his best friend and roommate, Ruoxi Numen, disappears without a trace, Elias becomes the only one asking questions no one wants to answer.Her family, descended from the last god born three hundred years ago, calls it a “private matter.”Her apartment remains untouched, with her jewelry, tablet, and expensive shoes near the door.Then Victor Numen, her older brother who was crippled in a divine accident, reappears in public. Smiling. Watching Elias too closely.Something happened to Ruoxi.And Elias might be the only person who can figure out what.

Chen Yuan, a government official in Ping’an County, came across, with an altar of luck hidden in his mind.

As long as you sacrifice luck, you can get the guidance of heavenly secrets, supernatural powers, exercises, sorcery, treasures of heaven and earth…

There are immortals, Buddhas, and demons in this world, as high as temples and as far away as rivers and lakes.

There are three thousand sword immortals who control the sword in the sky, there are Buddhist arhats holding the sky with one finger, and there are rivers and lakes…

It was the worst of times, and it was the best of times.

My name is Chen Yuan, from the abyss!

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Killing decisively, there is already a 2 million word old book “Martial Arts Beginning from Bandits” Welcome to read

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