Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique - Chapter 2243 - 479: Ultimate Saint, Gray-White Academy!

In her previous life, she died of hatred in a gray robe.

The former cannon fodder was reborn, opened the inheritance of the mysterious jade pendant, washed out the top meridians, and rose to the top in red.

Those who persecuted her, hindered her, calculated her, died! !

There is a jade pendant in hand, and countless treasures are detected, all of which are welcome. She frowned and looked at the man in front of her, and said lightly, “I’m sorry, I made a mistake, I took it wrong, and you can go.”

God knows when this man was taken over by her and hurriedly threw it away. “Don’t make trouble, madam, go home, you are the oldest in the family.”

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I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!