Allrounders!! - Chapter 110

Chen Shen traveled to a world of immortals and became the corpse collector of the Xianzong, burying the dead disciples every day.

To bury the disciples of the seventh level of Qi training, to obtain their immortal skills and experience, and to obtain part of their spiritual roots.

To bury the disciples of Daofeng’s inner disciples in the array, get the spirit-gathering array, the killing array, and the experience of the array.

Bury alchemy masters, get Peiyuan alchemy recipes, build foundation alchemy recipes, and get alchemy master experience packs.

Bury super geniuses, complete spiritual roots, and achieve heavenly spiritual roots…

Twenty years later, Chen Shen, the body collector who has grown into a Jindan Zhenjun but is still low-key, discovered that the corpses sent this time were unusual, as if they were from the whole sect!

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Ji Qingzhou was anthropophobic and foolish. She had no redeeming qualities, except for her face.

Once she transmigrated, she was bound to a Guide System to save the world. She was tasked with capturing Shen Rongyu, the sinister, beautiful, mighty, gloomy villain and Great Shixiong of Xuanyun Sect, and to prevent him from destroying the immortal cultivation world in the future.

Can Ji Qingzhou, who had been single for 20 years, learn how to capture a villain?

Of course not.

She started off terribly, and muddled through the tasks that the system issued.

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“Take it off.” In less than two minutes, he ripped off my short skirt and pinned me down on the bed. To get an Alpha to agree to collaborate with my father's company, I, as the bargaining chip, slept with this cold and ruthless Alpha. I thought that night would be the end of our encounter, but later on, I was forced to become his breeder. As time passed, I unexpectedly developed other expectations for him. Freedom was my only hope. However, I then learned that once I gave birth to the child, he would kill me. So I fled. When we met again, I was no longer the timid girl I used to be. I had become stronger and more beautiful. He regretted it and pleaded, “Don't go, Tori!”Bye, My Ruthless Alpha is created by Cynthia Lance, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

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