Wandering Gods of Day and Night - Chapter 403 - 223 Capture of the Evil Ghost_2

He remembers nothing. But the world remembers him.In a land ruled by dying kings and false gods, a nameless high elf awakens — alone, hunted, and forgotten by history.He does not seek war.But war finds him.As monsters kneel, vampires swear loyalty, and ancient warriors rise from exile, the world begins to change. Whispers of prophecy stir. The gods grow silent.And above it all... the sky watches.Strategic. Dark. Mythic.This is not a tale of chosen heroes.This is the rise of something older.A 1,000+ chapter epic of forgotten divinity, shattered kingdoms, and the birth of a new world.Why Read?Slow-burn, high-stakes progression.Rich worldbuilding & political warfare.Followers you’ll fear and love.For fans of Overlord, Re:Zero, and Attack on Titan.

Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land.

High bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, FengJiu reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men.

In her last life, Fu Xi was blinded by love, feeling no regret even as she cut ties with her family to marry a scumbag. Eventually bedridden by illness, she could only watch as her husband hooked up with other women, even bringing them to her bedside just to humiliate her. He killed her family members to gain their riches.

Fu Xi swore that if she could have another life, she would exact her revenge!

After her rebirth, she headed straight to the Gong Family and demanded that their young master—Gong Hao, who was paraplegic and bound to a wheelchair—marry her. Everyone laughed at her stupidity, but Fu Xi knew that Gong Hao was the only one who had earnestly loved her. On top of that, he was a very capable man!

Six months after Fu Xi married him, Gong Hao miraculously rose to his feet, reclaiming his family’s property and revealing multiple bombshells: he was the owner of the largest property company, a minister of national intelligence and an anonymous god of war!

Linking arms with her husband in front of the cameras, Fu Xi smiled.

“Why did you keep such a low profile before this, Mister Gong?” A journalist asked.

Gong Hao leaned in and gave Fu Xi a gentle peck on the cheek. “I was waiting for her to find me and save me…”